Because I’m different,
And utterly imperfect,

I’ll hate the condolences,
And fight myself inside.

And I’ll never be strong,
Or have all the answers,

As maybe I’m expected,
So I’ll meet it halfway.

I’ve got all my secrets,
And I’m nothing special.

It seems I’m at an end.
I need to find a safe place,

I’ll try to find an escape,
If there’s one around.

I’ve always been unstable,
And afraid to cry,

And I’ve never been comfortable,
As only myself.

Now with my options,
Slowly wearing thin,

I need someone,
Someone new to talk to.

I want something different,
A new place to be,

I’ve fallen in this void,
An empty space of darkness.

Inside my demons consume,
Inside they're hungry to grow.

I have to get out,
I feel I’m suffocating.

Am I really alone?
This is my confession.