Help us help them,,,

All alone, Like everytime

Here iam, trying to speak in a rhyme

All alone again,

Trying to hide my pain

Trying to tell the story of "ME"

escaping from yestersay,

and scared of all the pain theres yet to be

The wind is blowing in my face making me feel like life is a race

People walkin by , all acting like they know,

But they dont have a clue about what I feel inside

and my broken pride

Life was Not

quite what I thought

Part of me wants to believe its worth living

But part of me is already dead

I have nothing more worth giving and im haning by a threade

and yet you all keep sayin: keep on hopeing , keep on believing

but right now its hard to even keep on breathing.