Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Life

 Its not that I believe the worst of people
Its just I know of what theyre capable
I also know that we're all broken and dying
Its like I hear in my soul all their crying

I know how broken I am, there is no disguise
But it means I can see others pain reflected in their eyes
I know everyone is struggling at least as much as I am
I know that believing youre special is just a sham

If there's a God up above, then I want to know why
When I begged and pleaded, why didnt I get a reply?
Life has become so hopeless down here
I just wish so bad that I could disappear

Its not that I feel a lack of caring from loved ones
Its that I know they have their own burdens that weigh tons
Its that I know I'm only adding to their burdens
Besides, the ones that care are the aberrations
So why wear out the good ones with my problems?
When I barely feel worthy of accepting even their crumbs