The title's there as a statement
as of how I sometimes feel,
when I'm at the point where
I longer want to feel,
let alone care if true
happiness is even real.
It's that reoccurring turning point in my life
that I'm forced to see over and over
that constantly reminds me of my inner misery,
So please don't mind me
when I ask you out of curtsy
to view me as if I've already died.
Sorry if this offends
or if it left you standing there without a clue,
I truly did not try to offend you,
But it all comes back to
that annoying turning point,
where I was left only asking,
is it still worth it to
deal with life's fucked up bullshit?
I'm still trying to figure that part out,
I'll get back to you
and to anyone else
that got that clue
when I have an answer
Some how I found myself left in the dark
locked away from any light
no longer caring to put up a fight
I wanted something that
I obviously couldn't have
a chance to be happy
with a kind and loving family
I guess that was asking for too much
I thought I had one
but then I was thrown away
what can I say?
I guess I'm not worth the time of day
I wish I would of known that from the start
instead of being left
with this feeling as if my heart
was just torn apart
I hear people speak of the truth
but yet no one seems to want that for me,
I guess I'm better off just feeling misery
All I wanted was to have a life
where me and my son can be happy,
is that to much to ask?
or just too much of a task?
I no longer feel like I belong
any where and the worse part is
I don't even know what I did wrong
I just wish my life
was better then it is right now
but if there's a way to fix it,
right now I don't know how
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