Who am i?

Is it bad to be the way i am?
I know I'm not being me...
Not the real me...
Not the little girl i used to be
Not the girl you used to see

Am i right?
Am i wrong?
Am i doing something wrong?
Am i?

Why don't you answer me!
Why do you just stare!
A word, a movement, something to compare!!!

A light is too bright
The dark is too scary

Answer me!...why am i the only one sharing?

It isn't the real me...
but then again...

Do i even know who the real me is?
She was lost long ago
Drown in the river
Dead...buried beneath six feet of grass...

Am i even real?
Or am i just a dream of someone i wish i could be?
Who would want to be me!?!

My life is screwed...
My world is unglued
Too broken to fix
To disastrous to even attempt

I wish i were content...
I wish that you would speak
Tell me what you think...

"I think...this is all a dream."