No! I have a sickness
Go! you don't want this
Please don't pretend to care
I had many fake friends
They promised to be there
I can't rely on them
I can't rely on me
So what's your next question
Why don't you get some help?
Theres no cure for real pain
My day thoughts aren't the same
At night, theres so much fear
It's like the moon and sky taunt me
My bedroom door is broken
People stare at me
Someone unseen has spoken
The mirror makes alot of noise
My heart starts crying
Someone is trying to wake me up
Can't they realize I'm dying.
Victor Osorio
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/qualm/
