My world is divided into two boxes,
A confusing process people will never see,
It takes up so much air,
It’s better then living a life in hatred, anger, and fear,
This smile always comes across my face,
I never know why,
You see my world knows the real world,
My world sees what you call reality,
Though my world and I wish not to accept it,
It’s a soar world out there,
My security blanket,
What’s wrong with me?
I’m Just to afraid,
To step out of this place I built,
Scared to see these distorted faces,
Betrayal by you once more,
I couldn’t take it,
Always happy…Not really,
But you all believe me…so it must be working,
Depression I love the way it makes me feel,
I just want to feel it by me and not you,
I am sorry I am this way,
I am sorry I hid my true face behind this cell,
It’s all I have ever known,
It’s my world,
Locks me down from anything else,
My own way of protection,
To much hurt inside of me….I felt it all,
To much death I have viewed…….The day I held you in my arms,
My world…My protection. |
