"Beautiful World,Ugly Society"

"I love life, but it doesn't love me"

There's always two sides.

One step more today

Maybe by tomorrow i won't be crawling.

I find myself wondering what is left 

And what has been kept

I find myself bound by lies

I try to find who I am 

Am I somebody

Or a nobody

Why do I not belong

Maybe this life wasn't meant for me.

Maybe they were right? 

I'm worthless.

Thoughts linger

As I take one less breathe

My child hood runs through my head

running through fields

Watching the stars

Sledding down hills

It was a great life at one point

And that's why I ask who will bring me flowers? I'm human, only human.

I vision that people would cry 

But only because I died.

We all live and die

But should we die to soon by are own choice 

What a place to live in where you would no longer live.

I hope.for someone to understand, if only you knew.

I'm trying I am, but sometimes night thoughts, are what kills while still living.

You want me to speak, but have no clue.  The pain it is to say that words " I want to die", but it lingers in your head.

You couldn't understand, because I have a "future".

You could never understand because I seem happy.

You couldn't understand because I have no reason.

Maybe I can't put into words how I feel

A Beautiful World, But an Ugly Society

Maybe your not meant to understand.

I imagine myself in a world of such beauty

Because who wouldn't want to wake up to the sunset drawn across the sky

Who wouldn't want to dip their feet into the cold water of the ocean while waves are crashing

Life is enjoyable.

I love life, but maybe it hates me.

Maybe it's my curiousity that gets the best of me

Maybe it's other humans

Maybe it's just my thoughts

Maybe  I'm not meant for a world so cruel

I'm fighting myself and no one can save me. 

Maybe I want to feel this way.

Maybe I deserve this. 

But maybe I'm meant to be in this world to help others get through such a cruel place

We all have our place even if it's in the dark, because one day will see the light.

But embrace that you saw the dark.

Embrace that you over come it each day.

If only people shown how much they loved someone before death do them part.

Now I ask who will bring me flowers now that I'm alive? I'm human, only human.

Author's Note

Ignore Grammar on all work, I just write as it flows.