A lot of people are quick to give up on me
Feeling trapped in a world of darkness
It’s hard to see it’s hard to speak
I feel like I’m talking but things go silent
If I’m gone by tomorrow who would really care
I’m there for everyone else
No one is there for me
Sometimes I wonder is my life meant to be
Why do the good ones go through so much pain
Weather the storms push through the rain
I could sit here and let everything get to me
I choose not to and turn my hurt into poetry
Hoping to inspire anyone and everyone
This is only the begging I’m far from done