What happens when you fall?
Will anyone help you up?
Does anyone care if you fall?
Or will they just pass you by?
To focused on there own pain, to hurt and broken to help themselves let alone you.
What happens when the walls fall?
Will they hear the screams?
Or will they look away?
Turn the other cheek?
Turn a blind eye?
They say that people are born with a gift.
But what if that gift is that you care to much.
Is it truly a gift?
Or in reality is it a curse?
To loud, to quiet, where do you draw the line!
How is "normal" defined?
Can any one tell me?
Why do I feel like this?
Will anyone help me?
Am I being selfish?
I have a good life.
Wonderful parents, a loving boyfriend, a nice brother.
Whats wrong with me?
What right do I have to complain!
My life is glamorous.
A life that any person would want.
So i ask again WHATS WORNG WITH ME!!!