Do they really know..

I'm losing grip of reality
It's such an easy way to go.
To most people, its a felany
But, do they really know?

In time, I have learned enough
To say I'm not happy anymore.
Most people deal with it and live day
By day, but I have been there before.

To live in sadness everyday is not my style, its just weakness to me.
I would rather be out of my misery.
To me that is being free.

I can take all the pain with me, and free it, when I'm gone.
Nobody has to look over me anymore, that's my way of being strong.

So when the sun shines and the rain begins to pour, look up to the clouds and you will know that it is me.
Because, I've been there before.

But, do they really know?
Tell me a story of someone that has been there.
Tell me a story of someone who came out strong, and who really cared.
Do they really know?
Do they really know?
©terrylin53