Sitting In Silence.

In this closet, Cramped and crying.
Sitting in silence,
Slowly dieing.

I'm not feeling this anymore,
Time to leave this.
Entering Death's door.

Telling Mom everythings okay.
But really, If I could,
I'd change back to the older days.

I don't know what's right or wrong,
I can't tell the diffrence.
I don't know what's going on.

No one hears my cries in vain,
Too bad no one will help me.
Maybe then I'd have something to gain.

Hiding behind my Make-up and hair,
It's so hard to handle,
Those hating glares.

I'm known to silence, I'm quiet as can be,
If only someone would understand.
What more could you do if you were me?

Staring out at the pouring rain,
Soon it'll be over.
There won't be anymore pain.

In this closet, Cramped and crying,
Sitting in silence,
I'm almost done dieing.

xxx