Every day is always the same
begging to cry, not a tear to be found
aching to scream, not a voice to be had
silently writhing in agony
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Why do I feel this way?
Lonely even if surrounded
In pain even when relaxed
just waiting for this all to be over
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Some days are harder than others
some moments worse
smile and lie to most of the world
say it's nothing to worry about to the rest
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I feel like i'm always living my life in blame
It's always my fault
when I screw up
When I do nothing
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