How i feel

The hell that we dread,
And would hate to be given,
Is actually the life,
We are already living.

I don't want to die,
But i do at the same time,
I don't want to cry,
But I'm living a lie.

How can this make sense,
This life that i dread,
But i wish,
I could live it all again.

Outside I'm smiling,
and maybe acting happy,
But inside I'm dieing,
And feeling so crappy.

I wish i could change,
Many of my past actions,
I feel so deranged,
I need a new direction.

And this is where,
I draw to a close,
Inside where i tear,
Apart my feelings.

Thanks for Reading tell me what u think :D:D. A xXx