There's an itch in my brain,
That comes time and time again.
It's like an inner plague in my mind,
It only seems to get worse with time.
Emotions flare uncontrollably,
I cannot keep them in me.
There they are flaring,
Always glaring.
I can never be happy,
I go into a sadness or get angry.
Sometimes it's big, sometimes it's small,
Yet it's the same reaction to all.
I wish I can fix it and be happy,
I wish I didn't get so angry.
Sometimes I don't think,
Sometimes I can't see.
Sometimes I want to cry and ask for help,
But then I'm reminded that I can't help myself.
Where is my mind?
Why are people so blind?
Sometimes I want to die and leave,
But no one sees.
All the pressure always surrounds me,
Pressure from everyone including my family.
I wish I can be free from this unending cycle,
Such a lonely cycle.
However I can't,
No one sees who I am.
No one sees,
No one sees me.