My Story

No one ever believes me,
No one even tries.
It feels like no one can see,
The way I feel inside.

There are a lot of things,
That I keep out from the world.
I wish that I were a bird with wings,
Instead of in a corner, curled.

I cry to myself at night,
I lie in bed and whisper,
I curl up in my covers with fright,
But I am not safe for sure.

I have maybe made some mistakes,
But I am only human.
I feel like all of my life is a fake,
I hope that it will end soon.

I have a lot of friends,
That do not want me to die.
But I want all your misery to end
I hope that you will not cry

Never was a thought of me,
To have me end this way.
But only death will set me free,
And that is what I say.

Sorry Mom, sorry Dad,
I was never good enough for you.
I tried to be perfect; it made me sad,
That is why I am always blue.

My friends, I am sorry I let you down,
I am sorry for my being here.
All of your beautiful smiles turned into frowns,
Whenever I came near.

And for my special person out there,
I wish for you not to find.
That I am not the one you are looking for here,
I am wounded and I am blind.

For now this is my story,
I wish you would not hear
I really, truly do not feel like me,
I feel the end is near.