I love the pain
it brings me,
I don’t
know why,
The pain is my
pleasure,
As I sit there
and cry.
Cry myself to
sleep,
I wake up to an
annoying beep,
The of my alarm,
Waking me from my
dream!
My dreams my own
personal wonderland,
I love it there,
I can actually be
happy and free,
Without the
chains of depression dragging me down.
People say I am
the happiest person they know,
Always bubbly and
free,
But I guess they
don’t know me.
My mask the one
I’ve been carrying,
Since as long as
I can remember,
Has been there
for me
The one thing I
can count on.
I take my
expressions,
As I have been
for the past 19 years,
19 years of
sorrow, tears, pain, fears…
19 years of lies
I wish I could
just say goodbye,
Goodbye to it
all.
I’m done, it’s over,
I hate what I’ve
become,
What I choose to
be done isn’t to me,
I’ve never gotten
to choose who I want to be!
I love the pain
it brings me,
I don’t know why,
The pain is my
pleasure
As I sit there
and cry!!
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