It's amazing how children can laugh and play around with no care in the world. Everything to them is a play ground and nothing can bring them down. Somedays I wish my life was like a little kids life, everyday I wake up I have no care in the world, but instead I have what I have. They don't understand how bad they are hurting me and when I try to tell them they say I'm arguing with them.
"The tears they fell but yet no one came around
When I was down and alone they told me to get over it
The love and compassion is being taken over by hatred and emptiness
Is this the end of a loving heart and the begining of a dreadful life
Or is it fate that my soul be condemed to the suffering it's been placed under
This is not clear to me"
I'm holding on by a very thin piece of thread but it's slowly being taken from me, inch by inch. It honestly seems like I have had been trapped in a cage all my life and they are picking at me with a stick trying to get me to react, but when I don't they pick even harder.
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