fuck, i am feeling so down that i swear it is killing me slowly,
i smile alot, smile till it burns a picture on my face so perfect,
when all i did was wearing a mask of facade,
life is shit when it is, i feel like screwing it everytime i think abt it,
everyone would say its a phase, but what if it isnt,
cause its beginning to eat me up from the inside.

life is having its fair share of laughs at me,
mocking me to the point that i refuse to have it,
the strength of the family keeps it from going,
factors that make me stand up and point this finger,
triggering this deep sense of urge to just fight back,
every ounce of will, conjured and amplified.
everytime this heart and mind gets pounded till it sores,
a hurt so strong it could not be recovered.

yes this is me,
the real me, if you know whats reality,
behind the frame of this body, lies a deep soul awaiting,
reverting back when it chose to hide into obscurity.