why do i feel the way i do.
I have no clue what to do,
Even if you do.I prefer wearing
my own shoes.When you know what
can free you,but you just cant say
the impending truth is what i have to
dare myself to say.I hate being this
way,not being able to express that im
I WISH SOMEONE would care
this cofusion is so unknown,I feel like
my body isnt my own.At home i sit,alone
nobody wants to call me or i them.
This is never gonna end,its NEVER gonna END
OR will it,cause it better soon,i will
burst and come undone,my mind will unravel
my every thread of thought will be diminished
I need this, but i dont know what it is,Will
someone hear my calls my crys of
utter desperation,i need you ,I need YOU.