I'd rather die

There are so many things I want to say
And things that I want to do
But there's something that holds me back
To do what I want to do
To say what I want to say
Is it the shyness?
Is it the pain?
The feeling I can't describe
The feeling I hide
To scared to speak
To scared to try
Sometimes I just don't understand
Sometimes I wonder why?
I feel so different
I don't know why
Thoughts of Fears, pain, death, rejection
I feel so alone
I'd rather die.

-mary rose