How will I know
if it is real or not?
You seem frost snow
and then hot.
What a world is this,
without a pretty face?
I don’t have that bless,
so I am easy to replace.
What if our eyes could only see souls?
Would it change how everything goes?
I have so many “what if”s in my head,
wishing I was drop dead.
Will everything change,
if I pray enough?
I am just one out of desperate souls,
God please, you are the one who controls.
I seem not to handle it well,
with everything going through my head.
How can I expose the real me?
I swear then I”ll be drink free.
It helps me to distract my mind,
even for one hour making me blind.
I hate that nobody seems to care
about the tears we share.