I Am Lost In Life
I hate when people say I'm strong. I'm not. I guess I'm good at keeping up appearances, or else they wouldn't think that. I joke instead of cry. Or am quick with a come back so that the idiot in question knows I'm not playin' their game. But if I stand alone, it hurts and there's nothing I can do except hurt.
The world loves me, yet everybody hates me. I'm scared. I care too deeply. I'm a person. Not product. I'm me. Not yours. If I had ignorance maybe I'd feel better. I'm afraid of the outside. It'll only do me harm.
I don't know what to do. All there is to do is write.
I'm a huge conflict. The war rages on.
Am I me, or am I want they want me to be? Is it possible that me is what they want? The past has proven that not to be the case. I think.
The world loves me, yet everybody hates me. I'm scared. I care too deeply. I'm a person. Not product. I'm me. Not yours. If I had ignorance maybe I'd feel better. I'm afraid of the outside. It'll only do me harm.
I don't know what to do. All there is to do is write.
I'm a huge conflict. The war rages on.
Am I me, or am I want they want me to be? Is it possible that me is what they want? The past has proven that not to be the case. I think.