Can't anyone see the pain

behind the smile

the dread and fear

needing to run a mile.

I took off the scab

to let me bleed

to cure the bad

so i'd be freed.

What have i done

where do i go

i want to run

i want to show

how much i hurt

but far too scared

i feel like dirt

i'm not prepared.

cant do anything right

everythings wrong

i just cant fight

amongst this throng

we call life

it drives me mad

cuts like a knife

i feel too sad.


I just dont know what to do, no turning back, have to go forward, i feel ripped apart, dirty, angry, wrong, i feel like noone understands me at all ...... i feel scared that if i go back to how i was i'lllose my family, i just feel so desparate. i'm sorry. i dont know where my light went ...... i dont know what happened .....

i think i am going mad i just can't cope with anything at all.