Somebody come and hold me through this terrible ache.
One more stone, So much weight i think i might break.
Your hasty angry words hit me like a mac truck
But i am being disrespectful because your tone made me buck.
The things you say leave no room for positive thoughts.
That happy family photo with lies is wrought.
Your lazy, eat to much, stupid, lost.... but in the same breath why are you sad, isolating. You don’t get the cost!
In you i am supposed to trust to be able to lean, but more often than not i feel i have no supporting beam.
I am like a building with a shaky foundation being asked to hold the weight of a nation.
Then being mocked when i crumble and fall
For the weight of this world i was not prepared at all.
So i lash out at everything in anger and fear.
Cut myself, cry in silence, try to just disappear.
You look at me with scorn as i break
all the while ignoring this visible heart ache!