So much pain
So much trouble and confusion
Trying to be perfect
As they look for my mistakes
Always trying to fit in,
For it's like I never belonged
So much a crowd,
Yet lonely I stand
Trying to act strong
Finding excuses for a smile
As am dying inside
Was I ever right,am I always wrong
Was I ever good to be loved
Am I so evil to deserve these cruelties,
So many questions, limited answers
All driving me insane,yet none to care.
Lend me a hand, perhaps I will survive
Perhaps I should let go,
Perhaps it's my cursed fate
To never be loved, that lonely
I should live and die,
For it's always the same mysteries,
Always worsening,so less it matters
Am just a living corpse, that should let
Go, to where it belongs, not here,
For only the grave seems perfect.
©meisha
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