Mind

The. Things that go through my mind 
I feel like I  am walking blind 
I get a chill from. A thought 
I come to relizatiom you have to work to ne happy 
No glee I just want to flee 
Why cAnt anyone accept me for me 
I feelike ppl think I'm a. Door mat
I don't need more pain just trying to get that joy
I have no ploy or plan 
Can I be happy agiAn or will I just be pushed. Down agian 

I plea let me be 
No one accepts me for me 
 Is there. A door I have to open 
It's not fair why do they get to be happy
I obey mo change 
I don't know what I have ro pAy to be happy but tell mr the price 

I don't want to slice or dice just to smile and it not be fake 

I want to make my dreams true
No longer be blue 
No one has a clue of the things that go through my mind 

Just feel like screaming no more 
I deal though hold it all in 
I'm bold in words cause of my pain 
There's no gain from it all 
I curl up in a ball sometimes
I lay the thoughts race tgey aren't paced