on the edge
Sunday, 26 February 2012 @ 20:24 |
People surround me everywhere. They go about their own business. They all seem happy. Truly happy. Enjoying every single day of their lives, living every moment of it. Being themselves. Free, just free.
And then here, right here. Trapped. Lost and hollow. It feels heavy.
I don't know what's wrong, really - it could be the world or it could be me, although I'm mostly thinking it might be me - but I find myself wishing, hoping I could change to be like them. Hoping, every morning, that the day would turn out to be different.
I might not have the right to say it but, it's tiring.
"To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No, you don't know what it's like."