I am me,
no better, no worse.
I hope you realize
what's in this verse.

When clouds fill my sky,
and dark fills my heart.
Your spitefulness enters,
much like a dart.

My insides ache,
worse than my out.
As I wonder,
what my pain is all about.

When people say,
actions speak louder.
They were right,
your hateful gestures give me fright.

I hate you,
yet love you.
With out knowing why.
All this is making me cry.

As I lay here,
on my cot.
These mixed emotions,
tie my insides in knots.

I'd rather die,
than have this choice.
Or rather live,
with out a voice.

How could you do this,
to innocent me?
Why am I imprisoned,
when I need to be free?

Why can't I run,
And play outdoors?
Am I so hideous,
I should be locked under the floors?

What have I done
to be treated like a pest?
I know I'm no better,
than the rest.

But even they have a chance,
when I do not.
Just let me live,
and all will be forgot.

I want to live,
I want to play.
I want to sing,
to seize the day.

But most of all,
what I want,
Is for the pain and ache,
to leave my heart.