You see, it's not easy being me.
But it's not easy being you.
I'm seeing everything I constantly see.
It's consistent and boring too.
I don't want to be here.
Yet, I don't want to be gone for long.
I've wanted to pierce my heart with a spear.
I wanted to die, but I was wrong.
I mean if I did, I would be dead by now.
I wouldn't continue living a lie.
I want to be gone, but how.?
I have had my days where I want to die.
But, now my perspective has changed.
I want to escape this fate.
The places I would go are arranged.
To escape is what I await.
The same boring things, loss of interest.
No inspiration but there's no way to leave.
To leave seems to be the choice, at very best.
Well that is what I believe.
My mind is set on all of this.
Yet, I can't leave at this moment.
So until I can, I'll continue to wait.
But these thoughts will continue.
When I can go, I won't be late.
Can't I be the one you have to rescue.?
Just take me away from the stress.
Away from the careless people.
From all the ones that couldn't care less.
Where kindness would be equal.