Because

I yell...

because I want to be heard

I live in a fantasy world...

because reality hurts too much

I live...

because I'm afraid of dying

I want to die...

because I'm tired of living

I dream...

because I need hope

I'm sad...

because I feel hope is lost

I talk...

because it's easier than crying

I cry...

because I've run out of words

I don't try...

because I fear failure

I'm angry...

because it's easier than being sad

I'm sad...

because I can't fuel the anger

I aim low...

so I can achieve something

I aim high...

because low isn't good enough

I tell lies...

because I fear the truth

I tell the truth...

because lying hurts

I feel alone...

because I shut people out

I shut them out...

because I'm afraid to let them in

I feel lost...

because I keep secrets

I keep secrets...

because I don't know who to tell

I judge others...

because I judge myself

I judge myself...

because I don't meet expectations

And because of all these things...

I am me.