How Do I Breathe Like This?

I was wrong

All my life

I was wrong

About

My dad

My mom

My family

My friend

Everything

But

One

Thing

Music

I don't know

What to do anymore

Maybe I show just run away

Leave everything

Behind me

I blocked out

My past

For a good reason

Nobody knows that I have good hearing

to make up for my lack of sight

I hear almost everything

That people think

They whisper

I hear it

I have

A need

A want

To overdose

I don't want to

Walk on this earth

Anymore

I want to join

The

Black parade

My heart is breaking

From the

Pain that I feel

People ask me

The same questions

Over and over

Again

But my answer never

Changes but

Yet

They still

Ask