Everything's Gonna Be Okay

Shh… everythings gonna be okay do you know what it’s like, walking in my shoes? If its going to be a good day, or a bad one, I can never choose My life is surrounded by screaming and crying You tell me I can control, but trust me, I am trying You stroke my hair saying, “ shh… everythings gonna be okay….” Maybe it will one day…. i am upset over tiny, miniscule things that make no sense kicking, clawing, and screeching, till my muscles get too tense You're wrong when you claim to know me Blinded by denial, unable to hear my every plea I am trapped inside my crying, screaming body yearning for my escape, telling myself, “what are you doing, Stop!” Control over my actions is a play, and I am just a prop. Now, I can’t ever tell when my next outburst will be, or how long it will last always being haunted by the dead hand of the past… I was always like this, and forever will I be One day you will see.. This is no act, decision, or game after every episode, I am riddled with shame… still you stroke my hair saying “ shh…. everything is gonna be okay..”