i’ve seen things that should not be
and I just lost my mind
I look into the glass
but it’s half empty
and they wonder why
life was never a joke to me
because I’m not your ragged toy
why can’t I just let the past go?
because people make it perfectly clear
that they’d rather see me in confinement
and waste away my years
thought my dreams stretched out like the ocean
but all this time I was trapped in a box
sometimes I hate to face reality
when all is dark, I’m a freak
surrounded by walls that suffocate me
I was never perfect by anyone’s standards
but after so many years
I calmed down and wanted peace
seems like no one cares what this means
they push me to the edge, till I let go
made it all about them
when it was never anyone’s business
with all the sick monsters out there
I was never half as twisted
so I’m lost in this solitude they created
what is my existence?
a box surrounding my heart
and it won’t ever go away!!!
Sigh.
I know this all too well
Even the forgotten have feelings. Thanks for the read, friend.
This is so relatable
I wrote it about my brother who spent 11 years in prison. Who was always a problem child but had a good heart. He is better these days though.
I’m sorry to hear that but happy to know that he is doing better now