I don't want to be here
But you won't let me go
You say you love me
But I know that you don't
I was forced into this life
As if I would really matter
But deep down inside I know I'm a coward
Forced into this life is this unwilling soul
Forced into happiness and acts like she's whole
Little do we know that each passing day
This lost little soul is digging her own grave
Dug so deep and yet she knows
There is no place to call her home
Once was here, now she's fine
Lost little soul who's life was forced upon

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~I'm fine, I promise~
PoetryWriting to try to escape depression, or just because I'm bored