I understand less and less.
Why I'm always never giving my best.
Settling for less.
Holding out for everyone else,
Never thinking much about myself.
Sacrifice.
Sacrifice, this time.
Selfish when my family calls-
I do not wish for it at all.
My eyes are blind, blind to all that is never seen.
Yes, this is under laying the darkness that is me.
Always was me.
Self-esteem,
It was never a treasure that belonged to me-
It was an item stolen from me.
I cannot run, I cannot live.
For I am not together in my head.
I'm wishing I was dead.
One minute passes,
Two hours more.
Here I stand.
Not knowing where to go.
