Please who ever’s listening…

Please who ever’s listening…

I have something to say
Please will you to listen to me?
I have a guilty compulsion
That wont just let me be

I feel that I’m a failure
Because I want to die
I can’t give you an answer
To your question why

I feel so very lost
And like I wont ever find my way
I get a feeling of dread
With the waking of each and every day

One day swirls into another
And I get lost beneath the fuss
My feelings get all confusing
Then in me I begin to loose all trust

How can I keep on going
With a smile pasted on my face
How do I tell everyone I know
“I wish to be gone without a trace,”

I lie to those around me
The ones I have found strength to tell
Who I think that may possibly care
That I’m living in this hell

I wish that I could go on
With out having to fake everything
I wish to be able to smile
With out having pain constantly sting

So please who ever’s listening
Reach out a helping hand
To help me, because I need it
Help me make a stand