I to try to express myself,
tell people how i feel,
i try written poetry,
but nothing feels real,
i try to forgive,
i try to forget,
but with all this heartbreak,
what's really left?,
how?
how do i sleep at night?,
when i don't want to live,
how can people say everything will be alright,
when they don't know the problem,
people try to help so i pretend to listen,
they just try to tell me what to do,
how is that suppose to help?,
when they don't know what i am going through,
i guess we are born alone,
so that's how we die,
i just have to live everyday,
with emptiness inside.
