There are things that i must say

There are things that i must say,
I'll  let you in a little secret,
I let my spirit die long ago.
I've been in this world so empty now,
All I want to ask is,
can you help me find myself.
It seems like I have looked for so long now,
yet it all seems like a blur to me.
Walking around with a blind man showing me the sites.
Can you please tell me,
that it's all  going to be alright with me.
I'm an open book,
but the words are missing from my pages.
A lost child,
within me.
Will I ever learn to love,
if I cannot love myself.
The weight pushes me closer to the hole in the ground.
When you look around and you see me crying,
I'm so sorry that I cannot stop the tears.
There goes that pain again showing itself.
God knows I want to be able to hide it,
but how am I to do that when I don't know to turn these tears off.
My walls are weak and sorrowful,
can you tell me that you can help me?
Or do I have to walk on fire to be awaken,
from this wicked dream of a so called life.
There is a part of me looking to open up,
but where are the people that I want to tell my story.
Is it you or some one you know,
it seems like your as lost as I am.
Your my blind guide, 
I see why you cry behind closed doors, 
while I cry in open door ways.
I just don't know who tell my story too.