Sitting here alone
Can’t stand myself
I think and think
I wonder why?
Why am I alive?
Why was I given a second chance?
Why my attempts didn’t work?
I can’t stand my heart
I don’t understand why?
Why the pass affects me so much
Why I cry alone
Why I feel so alone
Why I’m hurting so much?
And I don’t understand the point
The point of living without her
The point of acting
Acting like I’m okay when i really wanna go
Far far away so no one knows
I’m hurt but what does that matter when hurt is the normal
I can’t show I’m not okay because I’m just a child anyway
I cry alone so I can’t be heard
I’m tuff I’m strong so no one knows
I laugh I play the day away the night comes and only god knows the hurt i feel when the clouds are clear the moon is out and all I feel is doubt
doubt in myself cause I know I’ll never get out
out this place of hurt and pain but what’s life with out pain I’m nothing at the end of the day all I am is a kid who can’t seem to make a way
I’m failing myself and my mother so who am I to speak on wanting more wanting more for my family wanting more for myself
at the moment I think it’s over then it starts again the rain and the thunder boom boom I’ll be near the moon soon…