Walking alone
I have this pain killing me
My inner demon is talking over
It is trying to win and beat me down
I am down and loosing
But I am still up and trying to win
People judge me and it breaks me more
They judge me and it freaks them out
They say I am stupid, dumb, useless or worthless
But if they walked in my shoe for one day
They wouldn’t speak or even go threw hell like I did
They will yell and say “GET ME OUT OF THIS”
They will understand my life
If they felt the cuts, the hits, the bruises I received
They will be ill and afraid of life
But I am chill while I drill the pain down
I walk in a hill of sadness
And try to fill my life of happiness
But my demon kills them
I am still up walking with the strength I have but it is not enough
Sometimes I am thrill to end life
But I spill those thoughts out
I could complain but why should I?
If no one will listen like I said they will think I am crazy
And another stupid kid with mental problems
I would just gain more weight in me
I am smiling and make you think everything is going fine
I laugh so you don’t think I am in pain
I had to let go of many things
And it had killed me
But I still smiling while I get the hit from everybody