My whole person is a fake
The lie that has become me.
I can’t believe I’m saying this
But I’m truly not me.
Happiness is all a lie
So is the smile that fools you all.
Why can’t you just face it?
I am not me!
Where am I in the world?
Do I wander in the dark
Or live in the light?
Can it be true that I can be saved?
Sanity over madness once again!
Sheer bliss over sorrow,
Just a near tomorrow!
Just a few steps away from who I used to be?!
Why do I not trust that very idea?
It seems so simple, so believable,
so possible.
Yet, it seems so improbable,
so difficult, so absurd
That I can be normal.
That somebody, anybody,
Can just change.
Changing your ways of life
Isn’t a hectic task?
Why wouldn’t it be?!
I’m too pessimistic to be positive
I’m too lonely to be left alone
I’m too cynical to be told the truth
I’ll never get better in million years!
Let alone in the near future..
Who can help me? Just who, damn it!
Nobody, that’s right. They LIED!
I can’t accept no more help
You’ll waste your life away fixing me,
bringing me up when I’m down,
smothering me with the love of a thousand beating hearts.
It’s sickening, it’s just terrible
Go on and live your lives without me, I’ll be here!
But what’s that I hear..
There IS somebody who can help me..
And who in the world would that be?
Oh! Really…it can’t be!
Why would it be me?
I can fix myself?
That does sound right…
I…can…help myself?
…Really?
I am the only one who can choose to help myself…?
I guess so…
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