i keep picking up my pieces,
as if i’m not the one tearing them apart
i struggle to keep my head above water,
but the ground is shallow beneath me
i let the tears flow out of me,
i’m reason they have formed
i blame the world for being so cruel,
knowing i’m the one bringing me down
how is it that “happiness is a choice”,
i’m begging for that option
brutality is my only mentality,
forced onto me by the one i know best
i just wish i could get out of my head.