Hello, I am me, though I am not. Here I am real, and not fake. Here I write, and I feel at peace. Till I have to leave again. |
I sit here in my room
writing a poem about it too...
I scream
I shout...
Looking in a mirror
staring into empty eyes...
Out my teeth
come these lies...
My heart stops beating
My lungs close up...
I'm whispering lies that only I can hear, |
Of all the things I've ever wished, |
Sometimes I laugh so hard that I can barely breathe |