Do you know what it’s like to be me?
Do you know?
You guys poke at me
Analyze me, label me
But do you really know what it feels like to be me
You try not to notice how people look at you
The way they talk to you
Pretend that you don’t know that they are afraid of you
Pretend you don’t care what they say behind your back
“Is she drunk?”
“Is she on drugs?”
“Nah, she’s just crazy”
I’m constantly at a war
With the world and myself
Most days I feel like I’m on a hamster wheel
And my feet are tired from running
But my mind won’t let me stop
I want to stop running
I want to kill the voices in my head
I want to stop hurting
And for you guys the answer is simple
“Take your meds,
Numb the pain,
Sleep through the pain,
Take your meds”
But the pain never leaves me
My sickness only feeds the pain
They don’t set me free
None of this sets me free
And I feared that he would leave me
If he saw what I was
Who I really was
That he’d leave the way papa did
The way my friends did
All of them
And so I just faked a new life
Telling myself I was okay
I had to be so he wouldn’t see
And little by little he kept...