The walls are too thin
I can’t make a sound
It hurts keeping them in
When they want to fall out
Why have the roles reversed
When I did not even grow
From the time I needed them most
I know that I deserve it
Every bit of it and more
But why am I still crying
My mind and heart is on the floor
I can’t pick them up
And put them back in place
I want to get out of here
But I cannot escape
Not everything is what it seems
You think you know who they are
When they really are just a mystery
Who can I trust
Who should I bring
In my dreams with me
So we could be free
At least in my sleep
I can control reality
The world can revolve around me
And fulfill all my needs
I can trust anyone
And don’t have to be skeptical
Because I can see right through them
I can be practical
I must be practical
I wish I didn’t care
Am I too blinded by these emotions
When all I do is just stare
I can’t tell anymore
I want to punish myself
In a way that I deem to be fair
But I might not get better
And I might go to hell for it