Problems and Pain

July 21, 2008
By Anonymous

I think of all my problems

I think of all my pain

I think of all my sorrows,

Until I go insane

I think of all the smiles I've worn

Which had sorrows underneath,

No one seems to notice

That I go through so much grief

My tears seem to keep flowing

Inside my tired eyes

Each time I want to tell you,

My words come out as lies

These days I'm feeling distant

Far away and weak

My sadness pulls me further

From the happiness I seek

I've just begun to realize

That my hopes and dreams are gone

I'm walking down a dead-end road

Humming a tuneless song

I'm standing on a rooftop

Although I'm scared of heights

I'm watching al the cars beneath me move

And somnehow this doesn't feel right

Now I think of what I'm doing

I know I should find a way

To beat through this depression

Will I be able to some day?

Someone might be there

To help me make it through

Maybe they will listen

And tell me what to do

I'm seing through the darkness

And I'm starting to trust a few

I think I'll try to make it

So I can be there for them too

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