Does everyone reach this point one time or another?
The point where you loose control and everything becomes a
bother.
Lay in bed alone at night and think,
So deep in thought u can barely blink.
So eager to make things seem alright,
But then it just becomes too much of a fight.
When do you do decide to just give in?
Let the depression of the world overtake you and win?
How many years should one not give up hope?
When is it alright to say you cant cope?
How long can i wear a fake grin?
Why are peoples lifes tainted with so many sins?
Secrets they keep locked away,
Pretending they dont exsist but they mearly stay.
Why after all these years do i pretend that i am strong?
When eveything i know, tell me this is wrong?
Why cant i stand up to people i care for?
The mental bruising becomes too sore.
Should these people-my family be given the right to treat me
like this?
All i want is a normal family- so i still wish,
Wish for all the things ive ever wanted.
Love, stability and a sense of normal,
But still eveything is so formal.
Legal documents and facticious allegations,
Make up the story of my life in all its occasions.
Why are people so vendictive?
And yet undoubtably bitter and very fucking predictive?
Why do their hatred acts no longer surprise me?
Why cant they just leave me be?
All i want now, is to give my brothers and sisters a
family,
Why cant there parents just fucking see?
That im not the bad one in all of this,
To give them the love i never had is my wish.
But yet, I constantly have to prove myself,
And i dont want to anymore, i have more self wealth.
I am moe than what people think of me,
Let them have their thoughts- im not who they want me to
be.
Yes, i have stupid traits-Im a oush over and i care too
much,
I  put other peoples needs ahead of mine and often loose
touch.
To loose touch with the reality that i should be important,
But yet i am hesitant.
I no all this but still i dont so it,
Should i simply quit?