Hold It Together

People don't see the world the same way that I'm seeing it The perfect person I will never end up being it I have pain in my heart,why should I fear speaking it? They make fun of the wounds that I'm bleeding with I smile for others, But cry when I'm alone I tell jokes to make you laugh, And try to hide the fact my depression hasn't gone I don't want to be this way, But it's the way i was born I need someone to help me make it out of the storm I go to strip clubs to dress up the fact I'm hurt I don't speak much, isn't it ironic how a poet lacks the words? I don't have many friends, But I need a helping hand I push love away, so girls seem to think I'm a selfish man The more I push you away, the more it means I wish you would stay but I've been back stabbed so many times, and my mind has it on replay a wounded animal, who needs to be healed by a caring soul Who will understand me and not try to force me to reveal more than I'm prepared to show I'd be the only one standing up straight if I was to flip the world upside down But you'd all finally get to see what the world to me looks like now I'm just trying to find some warmth after being stuck in the coldest weather It feels like everything is falling apart, and I'm just trying to hold it together