Life is beginning to seem grey
I talk and laugh but I'm not okay
I'm drained of spirit and full of pain
Hate is sent towards me everyday
I hear it exponentially and I have nothing to say
As I sit outside,freezing in the rain
I can't look in a mirror for fear that I'll see my face
I go home and feel like a disgrace
I'm told that I have no dreams to chase
They say that life is not a race
And tell you to go at your own pace
No amount of happiness will erase
How I feel about myself everyday
Maybe a razor will make it all go away
The tears will dry and sadness will abate
This thought is like a plague
Leaving my senses dull and opaque
