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My fears are building up inside me,
My pleasures already gone,
I try to search for an exit
but I can’t seem to find a door.
And so I sit here
in this windowless box.
Can anybody hear me scream?
Can anybody see me break?

I want to break free,
I want to run,
each day
I’m sending myself more insane.
I’m sick of the hurt,
I’m sick of the lies,
I’m sick of the guilt.

“How are you today?”
“I’m fine.”
I’m not.
I want to smash your face in
purely because you’re standing there.
I don’t want anyone to be around me.
I’m sick of being asked how I’m feeling.
I’m even more sick of lying about it.

Look in the mirror
and smash my reflection.
I don’t want to see it today.
Sick of what I’m seeing,
waiting for a change,
but a change of what?
A change of image?
      I can’t afford surgery.
A change of environment?
      I’m not ready for a new house.
A change of attitude?
      Probably, but I can’t change my habits.


I’d like to think I hate my life,
but I don’t.
I hate the way I think about it…
meh...i wrote it at 3am....it was written for my english assignment....you're probably wasting your time reading it....
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serystal's avatar
thats heaps good. aint feelings such a pain? i bloody wish sometimes i couldnt feel. dont you? anyway, nice work.