Starring into the looking glass,
I do not like what I see,
I look straight into my own eyes,
Thinking I wish I weren't me.
It’s not as though I want to be elsewhere,
I would just rather not exist,
But I keep hoping things will get better,
While I go blindly through this mist.
I just wish I knew what was on the other side,
The knowledge is my lure,
And I’ll tell you that I’m fine,
But I’m not; I’m just not anymore.
This is me, coping the only way I know how,
And to you it seems so wrong,
Fearing I’ll lose control,
But my wait has been so long.
Just try to understand,
The way no one else does,
Please do this one thing for me,
Just because.
I can’t stand these lies,
And the feeling so alone,
The deceit between friends and lovers,
The stress, the ‘do not use that tone’.
I never wanted help before,
And I never wanted the attention,
But now I’m asking for the answers,
And please make no sine mentions.
I brought this on myself I know,
Saying, ‘I’ll be there when you need me’,
I do want to help you,
But honestly…I can’t even help myself.
