I am fine. Why wouldn't I be?
I'm a teenager; free and young
I feel like I can do anything I want
I can BE anything I want; reach the stars because I have no limits
or boundaries
but this life can be so ****** up
sometimes I just watch myself crash and burn,
see my body lay limp as the flames dance
I want to drink until my system contains no more natural ****** fluids
If there were such a thing -
I want the poison to drown me as I illuminate my true self in desperation of wanting to accepted; acknowledged
Wishing I had comfort to look to;
I know that no one really cares
I'm latching onto my past;
The souvenirs I have of my happiness are faint
I am fine. Why wouldn't I be?