Trying to be happy, trying to be normal
trying to be casual, while still being formal
Trying to stop writing sad poems, but i cant help myself
I have gotten to the point where i need some help
How did a 12 year old get into this huge mess
And why do i feel like i am always less
why cant i stop, and just start living
why cant i start to take, instead of always giving
I am not even a teen yet, and i already have the burden of life
Feeling only bad emotions, pain, strife
When i am walking down the street, no one even takes the time to smile
They dont no what i feel inside all the while
I always try my hardest, but i can never be good enough
How come life for my friends is easy, but for me its tough
Maybe its eternal, or maybe its just a stage
Maybe my life is a book, and i just have to turn the page
So for now i will continue to feel the same things inside
Because still no body realizes all the things i hide
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