I wrestle with my thoughts every night
I wake up bruised and beaten
An I get up and cover the wounds
and go on..

I laugh when people are so dramatic
because they don't even know pain
I think there pathetic

I want someone to walk in my shoes for a day and see how it feels
To ignore mirrors and walk fast in the halls
and curl up in bed the moment my feet hit my rooms floor
and not get up or blink or breath or think till the next day
just to start all over again