Some days you just want to scream

Some days you just want to hide so you can be yourself without no questions of why?

With no rude faces looking at you like you should act your age of being an idiot of silliness

If we can’t be yourself then just throw me in a box

Tape it tight let me be lost in myself of my own world of happiness

I am a easy going person

I don’t need plans for adventure of spontaneous moments

I cry so please don’t tell me to stop

How can you stop the knife of pain going deeper in my heart

I am active like the road runner

I love to laugh even if it makes no sense

I love giving a shoulder to cry on and listen to your sadness

If I get nothing in return but to wipe your tears

I love being me but lately

I feel like maybe am just telling that to my stupid self of a stranger that once know happiness

I can tell everyone am here

That’s all my heart of my soul can give

Am tired of trying

Am tried of finding paths for someone in need of help that can’t see there is life so much more beyond our eyes

Looking in the mirror of my own reflection seeing the beauty fade

When you feel like you are alone in the dust

Silence is the coldness in the room

Sleep had become nightmares

Figuring out life of happiness is a joke

Being yourself is getting yelled at pushing you deeper in a jar of darkness

Words are madness of nothing

Pain is blood with me laying in it of confusion, pain, unhappiness of being me

When I know I am that happy soul