Peoples image of me kills me,
Because of what they choose to see.
I've tried opening up,
Only to be beat down with no,
apology.
I always felt like my feelings,
meant nothing.
Their words assure me it will,
never be something.
Im constantly being controlled,
By what they think is right.
Dare I be me,
My feelings would take a bad bite.
My whole life feels like I'm living,
In an asylum. 
And I'm suffering in silence

I've been wondering what
To do with daylight
Holding on to memories
Of you and me wishing  
That I could turn time back.

It feel still like a picture
Time is like quicksand
You were one day here and now
Your gone
There's thousands Feelings inside me
  Overwhelm by the new the doctor
Gave me he told me that your on life support
Just pulled the plug there's better place calling your name .