You know, sometimes I wish I could be as beautiful as the sea, or as gentle as a flower that's swaying in the light breeze.
Have you ever had your mind tell you to just try? But personally you're dying; the soul is as dark as they come, a soul filled with so much hate and corruption.
One day I hope for people to just to see me for what I am in my eyes. In my soul, to see the struggles I go through. But mostly I find it funny how when you put on the slightest smile they will think you're okay, but you can't reach out to them because that's all that you are to the world. You're just brOKen inside.
Why can't anyone see it . . . why can they not see the real me, the me that's dying to breathe again? But sadly time is running out and no one is noticing the change in my behavior. They don't hear the silence in my voice or see cold blood shot eyes looking through the soul like shattered glass. I apologize, but time is ticking and I'm slowly going insane; no one can help me now.
All my hopes,dreams, and desires are almost gone. Someone PLEASE SAVE ME BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!
. . . Please I need my old self back . . .
Please. Help me rediscover who I used to be. The me dying to breathe again....
