what is life about?
I have questions here
I have questions there
Everywhere I go it seems trouble follows
Could it be me I often ask
Maybe it's punishment for something
Life's little lessons put to the test
Taking a look in the mirror
Hating the reflection in front of me
Disgust, conflict, Strong vibes of hate
Hate for what I see
But also hate for what I am
Who I am, Who am I?
I turn my back now
Walking what seems like a long, empty road
Cold and abandoned I feel so very alone
Smiling faces surround me
Laughing, almost as is mocking
To remind me about how unhappy I am
Can this feeling change?
Can I change this feeling?
I know these feelings can change me
How does someone take control of this..
A life that feels crazy and wild
I spin round and round but...
Where will I end up?
Where will life take me as i try hard
So hard to work with the world
Even though I'm used to running
Possibly even hiding from the world
I have turned my back on my razor
My old friend and one true enemy here
Always here and always welcoming,
Welcoming and threatening me
Beckoning me to come forward
Use the sharp blade to shed out blood
I know I could easily shed blood and bottle pain
No, I am getting better
I swear I am better than this.
It's a long uphill forward battle
At times these battles grow and turn violent
But I am stronger than that, or so I believe I can be.