Out of all this time, I was broken, unspoken. Nobody understands why. Sometime's I wish I could fly. Fly far, far away. All my pain is vein. I get called lame. I'm not perfect, but I am I worth it? You broke me down, all the way to the ground. I'm hurt, If I spoke you would want to revoke. People say depression is a lesson, but It's not and that's my confession. Life's a lesson, but am I even a blessing? I'm broken.. & Lost.. When will the pain go away? I said I was done, but then I was told to run. Far, far away, From the pain it falls as if it was pouring rain..