I've had no one help me with the life I live.
Best friends? I know none of,
Good friends are only few,
Lost and fake ones are the most popular of all.
Single parent, antidepressant pills;
What is a girl like me supposed to think
when her father lays a frown upon his face
day after day?
Love so short, here then gone.
Move on is what they say, so it's what I do
but the broken heart inside tells me, “wrong.”
Life keeps going and the roads keeps turning,
but I can't seem to stay in track.
My mind makes u-turns in places it's not supposed to,
which causes me to completely wreck.
Day after day my mind becomes a fog--
Who are my friends? Who is gone?
Will he love me forever or turn like the rest?
Am I to fault, or am I just a doormat?
Questions turn in my head and churn inside my rest --
For I not know who I am anymore, but what I am.
Blasting tunes in my ears, hoping for the pain to stop,
but the tears keep falling and falling.
Why? I know not why.
My mind is in the darkest of seas, and I'm drowning inside.
Uncertainty surrounds my being,
and the voices grow louder and clearer.
A conscious is absent, a demon is present--
luring me into the depths of guilt and suffer.
I'm far too in, and I don't know what to do;
There's signs everywhere,
but I ignore them like an ignorant fool,
and by now I feel almost too doomed.
So will someone help me with this life?
The life I never wished to live?
Will someone take away my doubts and regrets?
Or shall I be left behind in the abyss of depression?--
With nothing to numb the pain,
and nothing to sooth the wounds
from the hard life, I wasn't expecting to exist in.