Am I real,

I feel so unstable and broken,

Like I'm on fire,

I bottle up every thing inside and look like I don't care,

And it always comes back to me that one question,

Am I real,

Tears always com down like they own my face,

Creating pathway's in between,

Am I real,

I can't stop with that question,

Am I real,

My mind spins further and further away,

I become so distant to people,

Thinking that it would be easier,

But it only gets worse,

Am I real,

I stand quite and alone,

As everyday...