P A I N
Pain. Angst. Idiocy. Neglect .
Everywhere I go, no matter how hard I try, How hard I focus I still get put into debt
My eyes ares strained my grades are low but if I open up then I might say something I could possibly regret
I try and I try and I try and no matter how hard I work, my goal will never be met.
Money’s always been a problem but money has never been a problem. The real problem is all the people that have made me sweat.
People say I grow
But they will never know
What it is like to be let go
And while they all interact
I know for a fact
That they are all for show
A show about joy and happiness and everything you can dream of but I can see
And I see
That none of that is real
And as I sit getting punched in the face by the silence there are a few things I hear
They force a good time and never accept that the real emotions are nothing you
should ever have to fear
But as everyone else is sitting there happily with a smile ear to ear, I'm staring at a completely different person through this stupid mirror
Another day goes by, another night passes but those same emotions always seem to appear.
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