Saturday, May 24, 2008

I'm trying to understand,
Your mind and how you see.
I'm just trying to figure out,
What you want from me.

I live the love you gave me,
And try hard to not complain,
About how I lose everything,
And having nothing to gain.

I stand as tall as I can.
I hold my head up high.
Trying to ignore my thoughts.
My inner desperate cry.

I push myself to my limit,
Even though I won't prevail.
Yet you continue to test me,
Even though I always fail.

I'm not strong enough for pain.
I'm too weak for depression.
I'm tired of trying to win,
With my useless acts of aggression.

I just want you to tell me,
Why I have to be here.
When all I get told is,
"Go and die; I don't want to talk to you anymore; I hate you; Do I look like I fucking care?"
Much more than the three simple magic words.

Why did you make me like this?
With a desire I cannot change.
This feeling that I try to hide,
So I don't feel so strange.

Could you have made me "normal?"
Or just give me more strength to lie?
Just so I don't have to deal,
So I don't want to die.

So what was your reason,
For making me what you see?
Just one question,
What do you want from me..

`Ah_vIN-`
-am i being taken for granted..?