You NEED to do this and you NEED to do that
I’m no longer me, I’ve become flat
What makes you an expert, on my mind?
You no longer see me, you are now blind

I don’t do as you say so you ply me with guilt
These kind of conditions have caused me to wilt
My petals have faded; they’re all on the floor
You think it will stop, if I just give you more

I’m not sure; I have much left to give
I’m desperately lost, I feel I can’t live
I’m stuck in a box, I don’t have a voice
I’m doing things and I don’t have a choice

I’ve shut down, I no longer smile
You can’t see me; it’s just not your style
I’m nothing unless I do what you say
I’m no longer human, I’m now decay

My voice has no sound, my tears you can’t see
It’s all about you, it’s no longer WE
I’ve so tried hard, to release, my chains
I need you to look, and see, the strains

I get so frustrated, I’m starting to pop
I keep so much in, with the hope it will stop
The hope is now lost, I have nowhere to turn
I’m all alone, I’m starting to burn

If I give in to the tears, forever they’ll flow
A lot has happened, a lot no one knows
All I wanted, was a real hand,
But I’ll never ask and I’ll never demand

There is help, it’s in tablet form
I’m scared of it, don’t want to conform
I won’t be real, I’ll just be numb
Is it all I can do with the damage that’s done?

Reaction

Why is the desired result a teary reaction?
Can’t people just be straight within their social interaction?
Reacting quickly and at times without control
Followed by isolation into an introverted hole

Impossible situation, dangerous communication
A feeling of anger and psychological stagnation
Why is the desired result a teary reaction?
A desperate thirst for egotistic satisfaction!

Passion in her heart and mayhem in her mind, a dangerous combination, the two combined....

Goodbye

Stuck in a bubble, fighting the struggle
And dying on the inside
Thoughts are racing, the room I’m pacing
How I wish, I could have just cried

Yet there I stood, stuck like mud
A face of full control
Whilst you sat there drunk, lungs full of skunk
And you pushed me into the hole

Please stay away, I need my day
Just to say goodbye
But you came with words, quite absurd
And I tried to believe your lies

What did I expect, you have no respect
Yet I tried to see the best
A lesson in life, it cut like a knife
As I failed another test

I’m paying the price; I’m now cold as ice
Most of the time, I don’t feel
It pained so much, I no longer touch
Was our friendship real?

But you’re better now, so take your bow
Make  jokes about what you did
It ruined me, you didn’t see, so from you, I hid

Now I find it hard, to try to discard
The memories of that day
Replayed in my mind, delete I can’t find
Whilst wondering what he’d say..........

Fight

I fight to eat and I fight to sleep
I fight to lose and I fight to keep
I fight to stay and I fight to go
I’m tired of fighting, it’s starting to show

I fight to live and I’ve fought to die
I fight to keep fighting, I question why
I fight to be happy, the fight makes me sad
I fight to be good whilst the fight makes me bad

I fight for freedom, but the fight has me trapped
Where does it end? It’s all overlapped
If i stop the fight, I don’t think I’ll live
It’s taking its toll, not much left to give

This fight is silent, me against the mind
Some can see it, some are now blind
‘How are you today?’ ‘I’m fine, of course’
You don’t want to know, the smile is forced

Nothing is real yet everything matters
The light has left, my mind is in tatters
My life as I know it, one great big fight
‘I’m fine, of course, I’ll be alright’........

As we stand here, in the winds of change
Our connection and emotions completely rearrange
As we stand here in the ditch of confusion
Is this real love or energetic delusion

Do we keep walking, see what unfolds
Do we have the courage, can we find the gold
Boundaries severed, trust is wearing thin
How did it happen, oh where would I begin

Can we find the magic, is it even there
It starts in the mind not the bodies laid bare
Unconditional love or desperate attachment
A sense of freedom or emotional entrapment

Your only genuine traits, seem to be your lies
You’re only ‘nice words’ are said to criticize
I’m not perfect either, I fire back at times
But I’m controlled by you and your bitter sweet crimes

Can you gently sense, another person's pain?
If you felt the depth, would it ever be the same?

Are you aware of how much they might hide?
Can you comprehend, the fragments that have died?

Do you try to listen, to the words that they don't speak?
Do you see their fight for freedom, and compassion that they seek?

Do you decipher, that vacant look in their eyes?
Do you justify your judgement then forget to question why?

The detail is the void and the truth is the lies
Often misunderstood, as is your look of clear surprise

If you walked those seven years, whilst wearing their shoes
The rain would fall hard, the sun you would lose

Would you find the strength to rise again every day?
Or would you stay locked inside , too afraid to say?