Can you look at me from where my tears drop,
Can you look at me from where my smile is fake,
Can you look at me from where the truth never comes out,
Can you look at me from where I'm cut,
Can you look inside me from where I can't think straight,
Can you look inside from where I'm broken?
Where my black soul is,
Where I hide all my feelings and secrets,
Can you tell when I'm falling apart?
Crying?
Not being myself?
Not feeling good?
Can you tell me how you really see me,
Feel about me,
Do you know what I do when I get home?
I cry in bed wishing to die,
Wishing for everyone to leave me alone,
Crying because I'm not myself,
Because I can't have him,
Because I'm lost in this world,
Because I can't just leave,
Because I care,
Everyday I just want to go into the woods and run,
Run till I can't anymore,
I know thousands of people in the world have it worse than me,
But I can't help it I'm depressed,
I don't want to be but I am,I really don't want to die,
But I also can't wait,
I try to fight,
But my demons  still have control over me,
So I stopped  fighting and gave up.