They say," Just stop thinking"
How do I explain to the that I can't,
I didn't ask for this,
How do I explain to them that I deserve this?
How do I tell them I don't want to be here,
Without them looking at me like I'm crazy?
Maybe I am crazy,
I'm overthinking again aren't I?
Just when I think I free,
The memories come crashing down again,
And my brain screams ," No your not!"
Maybe I should just end it right?
Inside my head is a very dark place,
There once was happiness and nothing but life,
But now it's filled with dead roses, blood and thorns,
Please don't come any closer,
I don't want to hurt you too,
I don't want another person in my life worrying about me,
Smiling is another way of proving I'm fine,
So they won't be suspicious,
Why do I do this to myself?
I ask myself everyday,
Maybe my mind is just a dark place,
And you should just stay way.
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