Pain - Poem by Robin Ekström
In pain i am, and forever i will be.
I am unhappy, and people do not see.
Depend on someone, and your friendship might end.
Since mankind itself, loves to rend.
So many years wasted on a lie.
Mostly i simply wish to lay down and die.
I cannot decide, what to do with my life.
But i do know, it may end with a knife.
My hatred can grow, in unlimited range.
It can grow so much, that my mind will change.
I reach for a knife, when emotions brings tears.
I have felt like this for so many years.
I've tried to end it so many times.
Never succeded, it is my crime.
Im scared of myself, for what i will be.
Im scared of what other people might see.
I try to be happy, but always falls down.
When i try to stand up, life kicks me around.
I have my reasons to act as i do.
Please don´t judge me, this could be you.
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