Here i am trying to survive
To exist may be a chore
I here drowning just to feel alive
I'd give my all and then more.
To find the answers to what my life
With all the troubles and problems there are
What the purpose is-all this strife
The answers are for each scar.
Friendly I am to all I meet
A smile and nod to every passerby
This friendliness a lie is quite a feat
Defense for pain i thus do apply
Knowing what I need tis easy to see
But dealing with my desires-painful and hard
I'd like for my desires and wants to agree
But no-not here-my heart has no guard
My heart-stupidity...why did I let go again
Given to another who did not want it
Now in a place where this isn't allowed when
I want it so much...alas
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