If
  happiness
    was
      a
        cake,


I
  guess
    it
 ­     wasn't
        large
          enough
            to
       ­       go
                around.


Either
  that
    or
      so­me
        had
          been
            too
              greed­y.

Breathe in, breathe out
One, two, three—
It’s a necessity.
But I beg to disagree—
It’s a luxury.

For a certain question—
there is no exact answer.
And there are questions—
that always remain unanswered.

Live up to your name!
It’s not full of shame;
But it causes mayhem—
And distraught to men.

I possess audacity,
I don’t tolerate hypocrisy,
I live within the society,
I encourage diversity.

I am me.

I feel hurt
And guilty
So I'm a victim ?
Or a villian ?

Push it down
And get over it
The worry's
Not worth it

But I'm scared
What if it matters
And I'll just let it fall
Like dominoes

It’s as I’m being chased
But I can hardly run
Just as my lungs give out
I pray it’s close to done

I seem as I’m freezing cold
But I’m dripping in my seat
My chest tightens up
And now I can’t feel my feet

I feel as I ran a race
My body can hardly stand
But you reassure me
And quickly grab my hand

You told me you would stay
And said you’d stop the pain  
I said you can try  
But it’s all in my brain

As the days get deeper
So does the hole

People start losing their unique ****** qualities
The objects in your house become dull clutter
Monday morphs into Tuesday and Tuesday morphs into Wednesday and Wednesday morphs into Thursday and
All of a sudden you don’t know what day it is.

The only thing that doesn’t lose its edge
Are the words that pump out from your lung,
to vibrate from your vocal cords,
then are fine tuned from your larynx,
and emanate from your articulators.
Those are the words that stuff me deeper into the hole.

Sometimes it’s not words
but actions
That burry me under and into the darkness.

This hole I speak of,
***** you in and won’t let you out
Until you’ve admitted defeat
And hell,
You’ll never live to see the day that

I, Admit Defeat.