My heart can crack
My back can break
It hurts to carry
All this weight

A ***** is loose
Its back in line
Im falling apart but
Its not my time

I know my worth
I've told my story
But the pen won't stop
Until I've had my the glory

She looked to the sky
And asked God why

She had never hurt anyone
Never hated someone for fun

So why must she feel that pain?
Why think those thoughts inside her brain?

Why struggle and fail?
Grind hard, tooth and nail

Why must it be this way?

As a tear rolled down her face,
She heard a faint voice



"It is life, my child.
It is not supposed to be easy."

I feel it.
The feeling of being
Lost
Confused
Angry
Desperate
Spiteful
Broken
Inspired
Encouraged
And tired
All at the same time.

Not knowing whether to
Bring my head back down
From the clouds
Or to
Add more air

Or whether to let myself feel
Hurt
And betrayed
And stupid
Or to push it away
Not looking back

I'm afraid
That by taking the road less traveled,
I wont be given the chance
To get to my destination

And that's not fair.

That's
Not
How
Life
Should
Be.

Do you remember we swapped toys
when we were five
Do you remember we swapped promises
when we were ten
Do you remember we swapped kisses
at fifteen
Do you remember we swapped dreams
when we were twenty
Do you remember we swapped tears
at twenty five
Do you remember we swapped lovers
when we were thirty
Do you remember we swapped lives
at thirty five
Do you remember we swapped lies
at forty
Do you remember we swapped partners
at forty five
Do you remember we swapped kids
at fifty
Do you remember we swapped dreams
at fifty five
Do you remember you swapped life
when you were sixty .

Im ready to know what it's like
To live my dreams.
What sacrifices must be made,
What joys I will experience
And what sorrows.
How different the coffee will taste,
How soundly I'll sleep.
If the stars will shine brighter
Or dimmer.
If the sun will reveal the best
Or the worst.
Life has a kink
For people who dare to be courageous.
Because not enough of us
Are ready to chase our dreams
Until it's too late.
So, I'm ready.

...
I think I'm depressed.

My mind thinks of the worst things I could do to you
The worst person I've ever met
With your slander
And lies
I could destroy you
And I want to
But I won't
Because then I become you
And I could never forgive myself for that.