I tricked everyone to think I’m so brave,
But really I’m falling into a grave,
Because I don’t know how to go on,
I don’t know how to go on.
I act like nothing is wrong,
And only a few can hear my song,
And see I’m falling apart,
I’m falling apart.
I’ve got this smile on my face,
Living life like it’s a race,
But I’m dying inside,
I’m dying inside.
I always feel misunderstood,
And I never, ever feel so good,
And now I am broken,
I am broken.
I’ve made up the story of my life,
As if my journey is a strife.
I’m living a lie,
Oh I’m living a lie.
I don’t want to be ignored,
But I’m afraid I’ll make them bored.
I live in fear,
I live in fear.
Tears always fall down from my eyes,
But not everyone will hear my cries,
Because I try to hide it,
I always try to hide it.
I want to let my heart love,
And I want a kiss from up above,
But I’ve been hurt too much now,
I’ve been hurt too much now.
I hide away from my friends,
And I blare the music loud, mends,
But it’s never working,
It’s never, ever working.
I can’t stand to feel this way,
And I don’t know what to say.
Can you help me?
You need to help me.
I know that I am a someone,
But I’m always trying to run.
I’m falling away,
I’m falling away.
I don’t know how to control it,
And my life is like a crazy fit.
Do I deserve this,
Do I really deserve this?
I’m disappearing everyday.
And I’m rarely feeling like there’s a way.
I’m scaring myself,
I’m scaring myself.
I’m often feeling all alone,
And my voice escapes with a saddened moan.
I want to go to heaven,
Take me off to heaven.
I need to find another
Who will never, ever smother
Just to understand me.
Do you understand me?
Open up a window,
And let me through without row.
I have questions but no answers,
Questions with no answers.
So save me now.
I don’t want to take my final bow.
I’m flying so far,
I’m flying so far.
Please keep me alive.
Just keep me alive.
Alive.
Alive.
AliveA Poem by Leahwritten last year
© 2009 LeahReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 7, 2009 AuthorLeahAboutHey. You can call me Leah. I am seventeen years old and in the eleventh grade. Writing is my true passion, and I have enjoyed the hobby since I was a small child capable of handling a pencil. Please d.. more..Writing
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