Thoughts

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…