Society says

Don't cry;
That's weak

Don't talk about pain
That's selfish

Don't be smart
That's nerdy

Don't talk much
That's annoying

Don't be yourself
That's stupid

It's quite funny
How you can go through life
Not knowing what your purpose is

Day by day you wonder
...
What is my future
Is there a future
??

Life is confusing like that
One moment you're feeling on top of the world
The next you're down in hell
Satan calling you closer
Negative thoughts
Cants instead of cans
Doubting yourself
"I won't ever be good enough"

And because of the stupid insecurities you lock away
You never truly will,
Or can,
Be happy.

If I fall
I doubt anyone would care

And if they did,
They'd probably be
Relieved

Not concerned

More of a
"Finally,
She's gone"
Sort of thing

Not a
"Oh no,
She's slipping"
Sort of thing

But if for some odd reason
You see me falling
And want to help

Just walk away
Just let me fall

You can't catch me
I'm too heavy
From the weight of
Lies and regrets

We would both fall then
And it would be my fault

So if you see me falling
Follow your instinct,
*And just walk away