I’m so lost, so confused everything is numb.
I’m suffacated in myself too afraid to move,
If I make a wrong move then what do I do?
Gripping and holding to everything I thought was real,
Watching as it all slowly disappers.
Reaching out trying so hard just to feel,
Knowing most the time it isnt really real.
Dreaming hopeing and wishing of what could be,
Angerly changes to plans for escape.
Clinging clutching convinced to make it work,
But I dont know that I can stand much more hurt.
So sick of double standards and tired of lies,
I cant fight anymore and I’m done crying.
Wanting so bad to be out of my head,
Is this just the begining of the end?