It's all too much to bare,
That I'm convinced I reached my breaking point.
It's all too much to bare,
Because I can't take any of it anymore.
All of too much,
That I have no control over.
It took another,
For me to sigh,
And shake my head,
Cause I'm mentally drained.
I'm up all night with you talkin about everything,
I give you the privilege to know me,
I let you into my world,
I even give you a sample.
All a mistake...
I get a adrenaline from what you say,
Than the way you touch me.
I'm not naive,
And I'm not gullible.
I'm aware of a lie and a truth,
But it's gotten too hard to detect.
My generation has lost its value of such a precious thing....
How to feel for your heart.
Everything is just a thought without a thought,
A feel to just feel,
My generation has lacked to show its true meaning to their actions.
To know turned into a unknow,
No one really knows anything,
No one knows how to care,
How to move forward,
How to listen,
How to think and interpret,
How to feel foreal,
How to look at the difference of a genuinely thing from a multiple lie.
No one knows.
And its gettin to the point where no one knows,
Take what's given and run away with it.
I say I can't,
But it's my fear of saying and believing that....
I won't.
I can't take another try at what "love" is,
I won't.
I can't express my actual feelings,
I won't.
I can't escape from what's hurting me,
I won't.
I can't let go,
I won't.
I can't say I'm done.
I won't.
There's nothing I can't do,
I just refuse to do so.
Why is that?
Everything life has taught me for 18 years,
I've over analyzed.
That I don't want to go through another,
I don't want to go through that cycle.
But,
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PoesiaFeelings should be a release, no matter what it is or what it's about. Pain demands to be felt, && this is what she feels ....