I need to get away,
Take me away is all I pray.
Everything here holds memories.
All the good and bad stories.
All the memories I love are fading.
All the people I love are hating.
The bad memories haunt me,
A phantom, I can barely see.
I cling to the good things
I strive to outline them again
But the outlines go away too.
All the things people do,
The things that hurt me,
Talking to each other, me, they do not see.
They told to the person next to me,
Waving good bye to that one person...I do not see...
I'm spiraling int solitary confinement,
At least alone, I don't have resentment.
The tears find their way out of my eyes
It seems every night I cry
I sit, crying, not really knowing why.
I search my mind, trying not to pry.
I never find the reason.
I go through depression in seasons
Spring and summer are happy,
But Fall hits and I am unhappy.
Through the long winter I hide
Sitting in my room, trying to bide.
Back with people, I cover my sorrow.
But I don't think I'll last tail tomorrow
Now, my reason for tears is something I can't share,
I'd tell everyone, but I don't dare.
They would try to make me feel better.
They'd fail, and give up later.
Can't they leave me to my tears?
Can't they leave me to my fears"
I can't say I'm enjoying being stark
But it's become my trademark
