Seeing What I See

I can’t believe anything, especially not what I see For my mind is playing games, trying to deceive me Trying to make me feel ashamed, trying to kill my self-esteem I’ve never faced reality, I’ve only lived in my dreams This life, I hope, is much better than it really seems With a dreamer’s gleam, I look at my life and realize That there are many things about myself that I despise By hearing the child’s cries, my soul has been disrupted A life so fulfilling, so rudely interrupted How can I go on, how an I proceed Why can’t you tell that companionship is all that I need Why can’t my heart be freed, from every ounce of confusion No one gives me their heart, for I will only miss-use them So I’m simply refused them, never given one chance I can’t live like this, my life I must enhance Why do I feel what I feel, see what I see When will I realize that the only person who can save my soul is me