Is it wrong
To run...
Toes off the floor
When your heel’s burning up from the weight you wore?

Is it weak
To weep...
When the silence screams more
Than the chaos you’ve begged your soul to ignore?

Is it fair
To care...
When no one sees you
But they drink from your light till there's none left to view?

Is it sane
To strain...
When you're stuck in the loop
Of giving your all to a world that just hoops?

Is it dumb
To numb...
To fake every laugh...
When your chest splits in two and you just want to crash?

Is it right
To fight...
With no one in sight...
Just your thoughts with knives under midnight light?

Is it love
To stay...
When your heart’s in decay...
And they left but still haunt you in every way?

Is it strength
To bend...
Without ever a mend...
Still smiling while knowing you’ve reached your end?

Is it cruel
To feel...
And still be unheard...
Like you’re screaming in ink but they ghost every word?

Is it peace
To sleep...
Or just a disguise...
When you’d rather not wake than relive your goodbyes?

Is it pride
To hide...
All the pain you confide...
Behind "I’m fine" while you're breaking inside?

Is it just
To trust...
When betrayal’s a trend...
And the people you loved pushed you out in the end?

Is it sin
To grin...
When your world caves in...
Just to keep up the face while you’re drowning within?

Is it strange
To change...
When the past feels cursed...
And you’d rather be numb than to feel what hurts?

Is it brave
To cave...
To not be okay...
To admit that the strong don’t always want to stay?

Is it life
To survive...
Yet feel so dead...
A shell in the crowd with a war in your head?