I wonder if anyone knows what they’re doing?
If anyone truly knows where they’re going?
Or do we just live off the feeling
That hopefully while we’re still breathing
We can continue finding reasons to keep living
Things and people to help give us meaning
In a world that’s unforgiving
To infinite possibilities
Which will I take?
Which will have more than negativity?
There has to be more than misery
There has to be a road for me
There has to be
Let there be
She always wore a smile
No matter how hard they’d try
She’d never break no matter how much they pry
She just laugh with them
And wouldn’t give them any mind
But when she’s alone away from all their eyes
Shit sit down alone
And she would breakdown and cry
She would cry and cry
Even if her eyes were starting to dry
Crying until the pain would subside
So she could start the day with a smile
We accept people for who they are
And we trust them
So much that we’d drop everything for them
We open up to them
And so they give us their trust
They rely on us
But they rely too much
That they start to take advantage of us
They start to think that only we can be there for them
And no one else
But when we can’t be who they want us to be
And we’re left empty
Regretting that we couldn’t be
Who they needed to be
Words of oppression
Words of abuse
Words of rape
Words of worry and concern
Words of depression
Words of pain
Words of sorrow
Words of suicide
Toxicity and ruined lives
There’s so many things I want people to know
So many things I want people to feel
But instead I have to keep them concealed
Their stories they want no one to hear
They hide pain, fear and tears
Because they don’t want anyone worry
They don’t like the states of others judging
So I keep their secrets inside of me
But people should know about the people that are hurting
So I scream and shout
So that everyone can hear me
So they can hear my voice
And the voice of those who couldn’t speak for themselves
Hearing the music you’d always play
Drinking the coffee you’d always buy
I’m constantly surrouned by things that remind me of you
Sometimes I wonder
If there will ever be a day
When I can finally say
I’m truly over you
I don’t know what I’m doing
Overwhelmed by my thoughts and feelings
Is it okay to continue how I’ve been living?
Lost, with no idea of where I’m heading
I want to be free from fear and anxiety
But where do I start?
How do I find my new beginning?
Or am I meant to live a life of suffering?
Or is this life’s true meaning?
The struggle to keep feeling
The struggle to keep dreaming
The struggle to keep living.