I write and I write,
Thinking it would help me in this fight,
My soul has been imprisoned in a cage,
In my heart it remains,
As my heart is taken over by darkness,
My soul dissipates and I'm left heartless,
Now I'm just an empty space,
Hollow,
Nothing but a waste,
It didnt take long for my soul to die,
For my heart was weaker than I,
Do you understand my pain?
Do you get why suicide, for me, isn't ok?
I'm living this life,
But I'm living it in vain,
I take my every breath in fear,
Knowing that I'll never see a day that is clear,
There were times where it was real,
My laugh, my smile, my cheer,
It used to be legit,
But now it's all a counterfeit,
People used to tell me,
"Your laugh is beautiful, your smile is the best thing I've ever seen,
And your cheer... It's so wonderously free. It even makes me happy"
This I used to love to hear,
But now it's more than I can bear,
It's not true,
Those who believe these things about me are fools,
All I hear now,
From those I don't know,
"Are you okay? Your more depressed than usually. Did something happen today?"
How dare you ask?
I live my life behind this mask,
Why can't you see?
It's clear to me.
It's this feeling I want to share,
To those who don't really care,
So they can finally see,
What it's like to be me,
But this pain is mine,
And I have to pay the fine,
So leave me alone,
So I can die in a lifeless tone,
Go ahead and crush my bones,
Use my DNA to make your perfect clone,
Peel my skin,
And burn me over and over again,
Cut my hair,
Each strand represent everything that's unfair,
Finally finish me off,
Don't you think I've had enough?
I write and I write,
Thinking it would help me in this fight,
But little do I know,
I died so long ago,