In my head are millions of mixed emotions
That i cannot set free.
Ruling my life.Causing me strife.
Stealing my energy.
I cannot make up my mind.I am withdrawn.
I want to run and hide.
Should i say yes? Should i say no?
I feel messed up inside.
What if? I keep on asking.
However hard i try.
I cannot find the answer to
Do i want to live or die?
Yet though i really want to live
Part of me doesn't.
My head is saying yes you must.
My heart is saying you musn't.
I am a very sensitive soul.
Bullied from a very,very young age.
With learning difficulties & disability.
Which instilled in me much rage.
I cannot let go of my desire
Of wanting to feel free.
But yet i am a prisoner inside
A worn down cavity.
There is only one thing of which i'm positive.
As i hold out my hands for you.
That if you allow me to be your friend
Then my negativity will no more ensue.
R