Hurt Me

I don't know why it has to be like this

It feels like I'm trapped.

TRAPPED

in a world I don't want to be trapped in.

I'm just like a glass penguin in a frosty snow globe.

He can't escape either can he.

No one can escape from where I'm in.

There is no escape.

It feels as though all we do is walk around in circles pretending to be someone we're not.

Who am I?

I have no identity, I am just another person thrown into this world to become nothing, a waste of space.

I don't want to be a waste of space, but I'm not WANTED.

People might classify me.

But really.

They know nothing about me.

How much I want to be alone. How much I don't want to be alone.

I AM A PARADOX of a person.

I want it, but yet I don't.

I don't even know what I want.

SOMEONE HELP ME.

ANybody.

Maybe I can get out of here,

if someone sees me for who I really am.

Scared, lonely, and deep down,

I care.

A lot.

'Now I've a dream of you with half a face
and you take me to a rooftop and skin me
come on, evil, are you going to skin me?
and use it as a mask to keep you in the dark
when the shadow of the moon won't do'