Crushed

Loneliness suffocates you.

What a paradox!

It slowly turns yourself against you.
You wonder...what is wrong with me?
Do people think I'm lame? Stupid? Ugly?
Why don't they want me around?

Unfortunately the answer lies with them and the question will always be stuck in your throat.
But the tears won't be.
The tears can escape freely.
Even your tears are more free than your heart.

Why do you need to try so hard for people who will never really WANT you around?
Why do you need to bear the pain of them saying you didn't even try after you stop?
Do they need to accommodate and persuade among themselves?
No, so why you?

But nothing is wrong with you. Build yourself up slowly.
Work hard and go far in life though it's a lonely road.
And when you reach your destination. When you're on that platform, they'll look up and realized they missed their chance.

Don't beat yourself up and tear yourself down with self loathing.
Give them the chance to see their mistakes.
We only realize what we had when it's gone.

 

Who will win?

You think you know me, 
but you do not. 
You see the outside, 
which isn't a lot. 
I put up a smile, 
you don't see through. 
Don't blame yourself, 
what are you to do? 
Locked deep inside, 
my demons taunt and torment. 
Bleed out my soul, 
through hell's assent. 
Don't pay heed, 
it isn't your fault. 
Pain is mine to feel, 
through emotional assault. 
Slowly, surely, breaking inside, 
my body breathes but my soul has died.

Personal demons

They breed hatred, 
like fast spreading flames. 
They twist their words, 
they play mind games. 

No peace at heart, 
unhappy souls harbour unrest. 
Preying on the unsuspecting, 
they put your integrity to test. 

Will you hold on or give in? 
Will you partake in their sin? 
Thousand needles pierce your heart. 
A cruel game from the start. 
Breathe deeply, hold back the tears. 
Don't surrender to the age old fears. 
Pain and strife fade with time. 
They've lost control over thier demons...but what about mine? 

Ungrateful liar

My ungrateful heart set on fire
I say I am, I am a liar. 
But still, the tears, the tears...they fall
I'm hypocrite after all.
I smile, I smile, only for you.
The only time my heart is true
But everything else gets me down
Why am I ungrateful and run-down?