I don't want to be here
so alone
this sensation of shame
this feeling of blame
...
I'm afraid someday you'll realize
I'm just not worth your pain
You'll leave and find someone
Who's worthy of you
...
i may only be 17 but pain, love, and insanity doesn't know that and we all see things in a different way and cope in other forms, my way of coping is in written language.)
My Many Mirrors
I don't want to be here
so alone
this sensation of shame
this feeling of blame
can't shake away the pain.
Put on a smile
just to hide the truth,
millions of tears,
millions of mirrors,
everything i feel.
The smile fades,
lies fly away,
and my many mirrors break,
shattered and reflecting,
my broken self.
Repair?
who can?
is there someone out there
that even cares?