The Lost Soul

Trying to remember
Trying to forget
the day that i let
go of myself
another added insecurity to my shelf.
and they're gonna stack
until myself comes back
should i runaway
or leave my body limp,alay
my life unbearable
my disease incurable
but i cant fight back
and my insecurities are gonna stack
until myself returns
and in my soul, it burns
to think of us
not being family
and i dont no how to trust
for my body's falling apart
and i stare at others in lust
even though i know I'll fail
and behind my smile i wail
my problems are an endless well never to fill up to the top
so i can escape
my life continuously a rape
my life cant be mended using tape
and my insecurities are gonna stack until myself comes back