I wake up every morning asking,
"Is today the day?"
"Is today the day I give up?"
"Is today the day I stop caring?"
My window lets me see the sunrise.
And I wake up to the sun shining through it.
It reminds me of what I want -
I want my father to see I am not anyone else other than myself.
I want my mother to see I am not perfect, that I am not special.
I want my sister to see I am not her underling, her "little" sister.
I want the guy I love to see that he is everything to me.
I want my friends to see I am not happy, that I am not glad.
I want all of this to stop, for something I should come up with.
I want something else, other than pain, hate and fear in my life.
I want to die on these mornings.
Copyright (C) NAC. by Natasha~
*Written for Colm's 7-Day Contest: Day 2 (02.05.13)
