Who I Am

[FixXxer]

I try and i try
i cry and i cry
i wonder why
im yet to die

People seem to expect so much
Like i have the midas touch
i never knew there was such
an injury for this crutch

I look so care free
like nothing bothers me
if only people could see
deep inside my tree
maybe theyd leave me be

They'd understand the complex thoughts
The intense shots
My brain, it rots
from the deep pots
Of pain i gots
all the dots
outline the internal fights ive fought

No one knows, never will
the effort i put forth still
im climbin a hill
to complete the holes i fill

Things aint the same, when what u love is gone
taken with a wand
fish it out of a pond
of you, i am fond.

 

[cherub]

i think this is kinda sweet under tone to this.

Great work !