I don't know who I am right now.
Am I lost or found?
One minute I'm proud of myself...
The next, I seem to need help.
I can't face the pain.
Every time I look at myself,
I see this stain.
For some reason,
I can't seem to let go..
Of something so wrong.
A different verse you'd think...
Nope, it's the same old song.
By looking at me, you can't tell..
Based on my past,
I've been through hell.
I'm tired of this mental beatdown-
I've put on myself.
Fighting to hold on to the old me I
Loose everyday.
For fear that my tomorrow will be...
Yesterday.
I'm afraid of who I am to be.
B/c I know it requires not be being-
the old me.
I often wonder.....
Why am I here,
And how a fake smile...
Can look so sincere?
Deep down I have so much pain.
So many tears...
You'd think I was out in the rain.
I wake from day to day...
Somewhat not looking forward to it,
And not wanting to guess what may Come my way.
