Dismal

Televise this sorrow, take a piece from me, I will never follow, I am the only me.Tearing up with hatred, Pain I can not feel, Screaming through this Orchard, who can stop the real? Every day I am dying, catching my last breath, shouting out in horror, reliving my regrets, Keeping my time so empty, afraid to tell the truth, am I my own victim, or do I speak for you? Angry as I could be, the rage that flows within, how could anyone not see, the misery under this skin? Am I self destructing, choosing my last pain, Did I pick my sorrows, so I could be in Vain? Stole me from my smiles, whats this happy thing? Time it is to wallow and time to clip my wings.