Why do I feel like the world is truning against me?
I feel as if it was everyone's duty to make me feel worthless
As if I'm nothing
As if I'm no one
I look outside the window and I see everyone passing me
And I wonder when they will stop and bring me along
When will it be my turn to have a chance at happiness?
Without havng my heart broken
Or without having to look at my tear-tricken face in the mirror
Without haveing to deal with the pain and guilt I go through almost everyday
Without having to be the blame for everything
Without having to be perfect
Without having to pretend all the time
Will there be a time for me to meet Death?
Not by suicidial means
But to end the suffering that I feel
Though I know it will hurt the ones I love
But haven't I gone through enough?
Does anyone know how I feel?
No, only the paper that I'm writing this on
They say the hardest thing in life is to watch the person you love, love someone else
But I say that the hardest thing in life is to continue living life's cruel games
Pretending to be happy and normal
And to know thet all the good things you once knew
Can end within seconds


Written by: Akie *me*