Do I trust them and show them my phoniness,
Or trust no one and live in loneliness,
I can’t hold on,
There’s too much pain,
With thoughts of suicide in my brain,
Confusing my every action,
I wish it were a simple chore to face my demons,
One man shouldn’t be alone,
Should I fight the pain? Or surrender my arms?
Do I trust them? Or live in loneliness?
My feelings can’t be right, someone give me the courage to fight,
Or I will be sucked into this maelstrom of pain.
A failure is seduce by its up and down.a storm of worries unites in my mind.prefer to be a winner
. do not asept the role that society foist on you. They deceptively play with your aperreance . Its
hard to trust in this confusing world. Ill maintain my my trust in side me . Knowing that failure
will stand right beside me. by "joseph pichardo"
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