I stand

I stand still in the dark of the night.
My mind is filled with hate & fright,
Where are the answers & truth that I seek?
Why do all the perfect people think I'm a freak?

I can't help the way I act,
I'm myself and that's a fact.
Why do we live in a world so black?
Why can't people cut us some slack?

I'm scared to be alone anymore,
I'm depressed and have little to live for,
Don't think of me as a suicidal teen,
Don't judge me until you have witnessed what I have seen.