Everyday is a battle
between myself
TodayI will want to stay alive
but Tommorow I will want to die.
This minutes im pretty
the next I am shallow for thinking that of myself.
Right now I will dream that so many people will read this
but in a hour I will put myself down knowing I have no talent.
Im crazy thats for sure
No one knows the battles I have.
I lie so no one will have to worry
but sometimes Im screaming inside
hopeing that you will see the pain in these brown eyes.
To see the tears that I shed at home.
To see that I am very confused and alone.
That the only hope for me is for someone to see that I could just be as crazy as can be.
