Lost & confused.

I'm tired of the wrong ways I walk through, I'm tired of the mind that doesn't stop thinking , & the heart that was born broken. All my dreams were lost and all my feelings were killed. I'm tired of the endless nights and the hopeless tears. I hated all the times I had 2 say goodbye n deny that I'm broken. The way I try 2 make a better person out of myself hurts me the most because I feel that I cant because I'm so weak, I hate the way I cant express myself just because things inside me r so deep.
its hard 2 keep everything inside of my heart just because I'm not able 2 scream because every time I do I find myself misjudged, misunderstood just for seeking help, 4 needing a hand 2 pull me up when I fall, a back 2 back me up when I call, a hug 2 cheer me up when I cry, & a heart 2 remember me when I die.