Always when i want it to be never

Always here
always alone
always me

nothings right
it never was
and i don't think
it ever will be

can't believe this is how i live
embarrassed and confused
hurt and alone
how can i put up with this

the only thing that gets me through
my only chance of survival
is knowing that one day soon
i will leave
leave this hate filled place
with people that tease
and always fight

tyeing up a rope, to the top of the stairs
standing on the ledge
Lucy say your Prayer's
counting to three before i let go

swinging back and forth
peacefully in the breeze
i may be dead, but this is the happiest that I've ever been!!!

(C) Lucy Green

thanks for reading my poem, its not very good, but i just needed to vent it