Why Try

a lesson taught to me early in life we born alone die alone i guess thats how it goes i dont know im just trying to plead my own case that is but it get lost in the wind lost in moment but its hard trying to keep hope and white knuckle from holding on to the last bits of my soul before it get lost in the wind that blows an then im back on the road looking it like which way did it go yelling at the top of my lungs about everything thats wrong but im looked at like a drama sitcom special or overdramatic but these things keep happening im just trying to clear up some of the static thats why im on my knees not because its fun for me im just trying realize why i cant stop my heart when it bleeds its funny because i run when i hear my name but i cant explain why that same energy is shared between those whom say they care for me the same ones be the reason why i bleed its carzy because im looking for support not no uffing sympathy but i guess its lost in the breeze now im naked in the wilderness but wheres the blanket for me constantly tussling in my head but the moment my mouth opens i hear back is bs so ill keep quiet honestly i see these thoughts and emotions i feel are all for me i guess isolation of my heart is my disease back up before i spread this pls i just wanna be heard not disregarded its cool because my list of friends is starving put a good face on 24/7 even when i die and get to heaven God gonna be like its ok let it go with one of your breadren im good this is normal i rather just go on because this something ive always dealt with heart in my hand well i guess ill mend it piece of tape a lil spit and glue from an old mistake and watch me wake and make someone believe in ok so i guess its mask on gloves on keep going head strong cant talk about it i just let it fester less and less i feed it soon i see myself closing up i cant wait for that moment just so i can be numb with missing limbs and still keep going and going because companionship is overrated why talk to someone who hates listening i guess its like their ears are being grated so im gonna bottle it down my heart maybe on my sleeve but not for much longer now if i still have one by the time this next transformation is done im gonna carve it out and sit it under sun uff my feelings uff me bleeding uff expecting kindness back from those whom receive it im closing all the doors that show all my weakness aint noone allowed to see it i guess im stuck in this room with all my demons