To feel, to feel
Some semblance of happiness
Is all we're ever after.

Can't feel, Can't feel.
How did it come to this?
Always missing is the laughter.

Trying to stay buoyant,
But the world has become madness.
Could it get any sadder?

Wants to renounce an ache felt deep inside;
This torturous wound that won't subside.
Scarring my soul, can't seem to let go.
I yearn for a life I may never know.

Catastrophic, catatonic.
Plagued by sense of worthlessness.
Buttoned up, and feeling numb.
I want to know what perfect is.

A house of cards doesn't worry
About the breeze that might knock it over;
As people don't know
Of the tragedies that drove her.

A girl deemed crazy;
Guilty until proven innocent.
They don't know the demons she faced,
And that the torment was vicious.
Or that she made choices out of hurt.
Only that her intentions were malicious.

And as it gets harder to hold onto hope,
Because every shred of dignity is stolen away,
You keep the mask on, and stay
In the prison you know.
Or be the person you're meant to be,
Flushing the past down the drain.

Emptiness is paralyzing.
Can't help myself from realizing
That with all my efforts to abide,
My sense of joy has up and died.