I'm Sad.
Why I'm I sad?
I don't know why, I guess.
Or I'm I falling behind my facade of lies?
Is it because I feel used by family and friends?
Where my ideas and opinion are cascaded to the depths of hell?
Everyone says my heart gold and pure.
Yet they walk all over me.
The urge to yell and scream anger,
bellows within me.
Then Guilt.
Yes the ever persistent Guilt, empowers the facade.
sigh
Perhaps its the death of 8 true friends in 3 years?
Maybe the fact I haven't seen best friends in months?
Perhaps never again seeing my Grandmother,
The woman that knew me best.
sigh
I know what I must do an yet,
I stride away from it with fear.
This facade I hide behind,
eats at my soul every minute.
sigh
I am sad because the thought of closing my eyes forever,
Was joyous.
I am sad because I don't stand up for myself.
I am sad because I have yet to follow my dreams, and
to make my own waves in life.
I am sad because the world has indulged itself in violence.
Mainly, I'm sad because I have yet to do anything about my sadness.