Now its all gone wrong again
It's all caught up, the truth, the pain
The whole world's against me now
And they're trying to break me down
They drain the faith out of me
Pain so blinding I can't see
I've got nothing left to take
All that I can do is break
But what comes next if I conform?
From my ruins, what will form?
I don't know where I can go
I'm alone, lost in the snow
I can't turn back the way I came
A chance at happiness and fame
But will I lose myself again?
Will I cause myself more pain?
Everything comes with a price
Stood up once, got knocked down twice
Been fooled before, what have I learned?
A fantasy is what I yearned
But do we ever really change?
Its a dilemma quite strange
To ponder if its all a lie
Should we even try?
To fix ourselves, have bravery?
To see just how much we can be?
But at what cost, to raise the stake?
To risk ourselves until we break?
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoesíaSome kids keep diaries. I don't; I have this book. Everything I write in here is a personal memoir of my life. This should give you a glimpse inside my soul from the second you start reading. This is one of the many manifestations of my life story.
