I try so hard,
To show what I can,
But I don't know how release,
I don't know how you'll take it,
Those times left me scarred,
And I try to be a man,
To show that I'm capable,
So please,
I hope you can take me,
For who I am,
And make my world lit,
Because those thoughts,
Are etched on my skull,
So be at ease,
I'm not crazy,
Not mental,
Just taking the hit,
And looking at the naughts,
At me failing,
And my mind is full,
As I fall to my knees,
So be gentle,
Show me every bit,
And this life of sorts,
And the words trailing,
I don't want to be part of the cull,
I've paid enough fees,
And my life is not a rental,
As I sit,
I get trapped,
Between it all,
The lies and lies,
And just what is real,
But when I'm like this,
I just don't know what to feel,
I face an empty hall,
The emotion defies,
The meaning,
And all that I conceal,
Behind what I miss,
And not knowing what's the deal,
I'm losing it all,
And I'm losing the prize,
I'm leaning,
To the edge,
To be swallowed,
I feel the bullet drill into my back,
And I hope they realize,
That what is done,
Has been created,
And drive me over,
Is making me run.
