What I Deal With

October 13, 2017

Mother says I need therapy
Somebody, please help me
My eyes sting
Salty tears run down my cheeks
Running from myself
The bad always catches up
I stumble
I fall
I can't get back up
The wind dries my tears
My dirty blonde hair blows in the air
Why am I scared
Nobody knows the real me
The one that can't control her emotions properly
They don't know how I am feeling
Everyday every minute you feel as if you're drowning
You try to swim to the top, but a wave pushes you deeper down
My feelings change as the ocean waves do
Always broken hearted drifting in drifting out
With a heart that is more fragile than glass
Don't wanna open up
I could get judged
Dark heart
Just want to restart
Watch me as I fall apart
Piece by piece I try to stitch myself back together
Is it possible to get over the pain that is inside
Feel as if I'm always standing on the outside
Little Lies
Harsh words
Deep Cuts
They won't ever heal
Try to conceal
But they see right through me






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