Save it

I'm dying inside,

But nobody can see.

Because nobody cares about little old' me.

Headaches and tears,

Across these many years

Never seem to go away.

At times I think they will

But here they stay.

Confusion and emptiness.

Mixed with anger and bitterness.

Will cause me to go insane.

Making all the "just pray about its"

And "everything will work outs" in vein.

You see, I've prayed and nothing worked out.

Instead it caused me to get fussed out, cursed out, and kicked out.

So unless you can snap you fingers and fix it

I don't want to hear you say shit!

It been a long time coming

So you can go to hell with your little assumption!

See, I dying inside!

You don't know why.

But thank you anyway for the condolences you sent.

But id rather just sit here and vent.