Wednesday, May 27, 2009

What's Wrong?

You ask me what's wrong
I hold the answer in
You ask me to tell you
But where do I begin?
Do I tell from the start
When things first went wrong?
Or when they told me to sto
pAnd find a new way to be strong?
Should I mention him leaving?
The one person I trust
What my friends did?
Saying things so unjust
Will I admit to the cutting,
My desires to die?
How life became painful?
Every smile a lie
Finding out they're on drugs?
Hooked on some pills
How they didn't even care
That ecstasy kills?
When I finally realized
I was falling apart?
Crumbling to pieces
So I'd have to restart
Should I tell of the nights
Where I cried myself to sleep?
Falling on my bed
A silent sobbing heap
How waking made me tired?
Remembering the war
Of facing the day
And just getting out the door
Do I mention the fear
Gripping my lungs?
Thinking of words
That would come from their tongues
Will I say how I felt
When I hated myself?
Blaming me for it all
All that life dealt
Will I say any of this?
Probably not
You take what you get
So I took what I got...

((created in 08))

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