Yes its not well written but the title speaks for itself
In my psychopathic mind I reach towards you
I listen to the noises of the city
To the normal lives that everyone lives
I listen to the songs that everyone knows
I like to act like I can relate
Are you happy? No but I am real
I told you I am a monster and can't seem to feel
I look at these lines and know I can act like it's me
I look at the lines I made and I know that's not me
I look at the lines I wrote and I know it's just not me
I look at the pain I wrought and I know that is me
I reside in the pain of everyone
The pain that I could take away
I want to steal your pain
I want to cause more pain to everyone
No one is safe
No one is not a target
No one is safe from the genocide
I keep it in...
Why do I keep it in?
I don't care enough
I don't love enough
I don't know enough
Why do I keep it in...
Why do I deny myself release?
Why don't I want to draw the blade?
Why don't I teach the world the meaning of acceptance?
Why don't I teach the world fear?
Fear of the unknown?
Demons in the dark...
They whisper to me these things...
No I'm talking to myself, I don't have voices.
I'm telling myself to commit
I'm telling myself to feel
I'm telling myself to stop faking
I can't do it anymore
I don't have a reason not to be able to
It pisses me off...
But I can't do anything about it...
I won't let go but I don't have a reason
I'll act like I'm happy...
I'll act like I'm fine because that's what I should be...
YOU ARE READING
When You're All Alone
RandomInspired by a fellow writer, I have decided to do some personal writing. Even though it wasn't meant like that, thank you EchoD. Even though you are always the person than can't take the first step, thanks for inspiring me to let go.
