Original Poems

On The Inside

I open my eyes

it was just a dream

I force myself up

and wish on a life

That I know will

never be mine.

There is nothing

to live for;

I'm slowly dying.

You see me

and act like you know me

But you don't.

You don't know

anything about me.

What you think

you know

Is a lie.

Everyone lies,

So who am I

supposed to believe?

I never asked to

be born

So what should it matter

if I choose to

end everything

tonight...?