I don't deny my pain
Or the fact I'm not quite free.
But don't assume I'm shallow
And wallow in misery.
While I'll admit I'm hopeless,
I don't weep empty tears.
You think I'm just a fake
But I've been fighting many years.
You don't know who I am
And you don't know what I've seen
So don't pretend you hear my words
And automatically know what I mean.
I don't do this to seek attention
Or to spread my pain.
I know that through such methods
Only disdain will you gain.
No, I do this to share my work,
My pitiful form of art.
While some need excess inspiration,
I instead write from the heart.
So if you do not like it,
I urge you not to read.
I refuse to let my greatest creation
Become where haters breed.
