I've been feeling different. I don't know for words, what to say.
It's quiet a different feeling.
Nobody seems to feel the way Im feeling.
I need a help and its hard to find.
On days like these, I just want to cry.
Allot.
For maybe an hour or the whole day.
It doesn't matter because crying makes me feel alive.
I want to be normal.
So desperately normal.
I'm scared allot.
Not of this world,
The world is safe.
Or at least,
safer, than what I'm feeling on the inside.
Everyone here is going through a pain.
Each of a different, difficult kind.
I want to cry again.
Because,
I don't know.
It's hard when your suffocating.
I desperately want happiness, but I'm drowning.
So I guess it's impossible,
until, I find a hand to held.
You see, when I come out,
And finally breath,
I'll be the hand.
I won't let this pain go to any waste.
I'll be the hand to someone out there who might need it just like me.
But let me first find mine.
I wonder, what if the world just held out a hand?
To all those who were drowning?
How beautiful would it then be.
Please don't let your pain go to any waste.
