No One Asks Why

November 2, 2017

I hate looking at my reflection

The pain is unbearable

I'm trying to escape it so

I pull my sleeves down

Turn my frown upside down

I hide the way I'm feeling

'Cause I know looks are deceiving

 

No one asks why

Why I'm so shy

Well maybe it's because the ones I love left me behind

No one asks why

Why I wanna die

Well maybe it's because the past is still fresh in my mind

 

I hate the scars that mark my body

I know that they'll always remind me

Of all the things I've done

Of all the times I've failed

But the battle isn't over

And my body is so frail

 

I hate the fact that I am so socially disabled

I know that people are just people

But still, I am not able

To have a normal conversation

This is no exaggeration

 

Sometimes I wish someone would ask me why

But I know that if they did I would shrivel up and hide

 

No one asks why

Why I refuse to cry

Well maybe it's because the weakness I am trying to hide

No one asks why

Why I no longer try

Well maybe it's because the life I have; it isn't mine

 

I hate my brown eyes

I know it's rather weird

But they're something I despise

They're dark as coal

Cold as my soul

When you look inside them you see nothing but a big, gaping hole

 

I hate this crippling anxiety

No matter what my people tell me

I will always think that they hate me

I have this constant fear

That everyone I hold dear

Will leave me all alone again

As though they were never here

 

Sometimes I wish someone would ask me why

But I prefer being alone, because people lie

 

No one asks why

Why I'm always the bad guy

Well maybe it's because I've been blamed my whole life

No one asks why

Why I waste my 'precious' time

Well maybe it's because my time ain't precious; that's a lie

 

And I'd say I'm trying to change

Truth is I feel like I'm already too late

I can't turn back time

With a simple classic rhyme

 

And I'd say that I'm trying my best

But I get exhausted so easily; I'm a mess

No one else can save me

And if I give up, I'll be history

 

No one asks why

Why my efforts are no longer sky-high

Well maybe it's because the truth scares me; I can't lie

No one asks why

Why I'm trying to get high

Well maybe it's because the pain makes me wanna die

 

No one asks why

Why I no longer strive

For the things I used to live for

For the things that made me shine

No one asks why

Why I'm not alive

Well my heart may be beating

But I don't know how to survive

 

But no one asks why

Because another person's pain just be put on stand-by

But they will all learn soon enough

That we all deserve someone

For we are enough






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