I feel like a star
On the outside I seem small
Manageable
But if you take a closer look
If you get to know me
Im a flaming ball of energy
Burning myself just to stay alive
And even though this universe created me
Its doing everything it can to destroy me
I have my coping methods..
But one day
I will either fade out
Or explode in a blaze of glory
I feel like everything is trying to push me down right now and i try to think clearly but maybe im just not meant to do that maybe im just meant to take the hits and the beatings the abuse. Maybe thats what my purpose in life is. A living breathing punching bag