Babbling Pain.

Sometimes I wonder,
What life would be like?
If I was happy,
If you all could see.

See what’s inside of me,
See who I am,
Sometimes I wonder,
Who really sees me?

I ask loads of questions,
None have an answer,
I’m bound to be lonely,
Lost in the ground.

These words have no meaning,
To any one but me,
They come from my heart,
So the pain you will see.

Sometimes I think,
Is the a point to this all?
And sometimes I guess,
No the is not.

I ask myself questions,
Like am I in love,
I can answer yes,
Because I love him.

But I ask myself what
Will I do if the worst happens?
And he left me,
I'd take up old habits

I’d cut till I was cold,
Be buried alone,
Miss him greatly,
Cry, cry and die.