It hurts. It hurts.
The truth
The lies
both make me wanna die.
I thought this feeling went way
but now it's clear...
it's here to stay.
Awake each day, awake each night.
Two parts of my mind, always fight.
I hate to think about my life, what I see without much sight.
No I'm not blind, so I guess that's fine.
There's nothing to call mine, for I don't believe I really own a thing.
Everyone is their own person.
Every object can be taken.
Harassed by both men and women.
Apparently even my body is not mine, but out there for everyone else's eyes.
My eyes aren't overflowing, so no one sees my cries.
Honestly, I just want to say my goodbyes, end my life and just die.
Here. Now. Tonight.
I won't though.....
Why?
As someone I named mailbox knows, I can't put myself before others.
So here I am. Alive and in pain. Emotional, physical and maybe even mental pain.
I really don't know if I'm actually sane.
I'M SORRY!
But this is me even though I really don't want it to be.
