My mind doesn't know when to give up,
It doesn't know when to let go.
People think I just don't give a fuck,
And it's because I play a role.
This thing called life is suffocating,
I can't even fucking breathe.
When our world is so full of hating,
And it's so blinding I can't see.
I laugh and I joke, smile and play,
And nobody seems to question it.
It's an act I put on every day,
And I'm getting pretty sick of it.
Trying to stay alive and trying to be alright.
But I'm struggling to keep up the show I put on.
I'm still trying to see all this fucking light,
While you're dancing around in the sun.
YOU ARE READING
Mistaken
PoetryA book of poems about the LGBT, depression, selfharm, suicide, freedom, and society.
