Lost in thoughts that appear and dissapear faster than i have time to remember them
Why cant I find it in me to reach out for help
Or do I simply believe I can't be helped because thats what every conversation ends with.
Is that why I dont reach out anymore?
Or because when i do reach out im filled with empty reassurance.
Words that have long sense meant nothing to me, because they weren't honest when i needed it the most.
I want to not be broken, but i fear there are no more peices to put me back together again.
I stretched myself too thin time and time again
Pouring my soul into those who tossed me aside in a heartbeat.
I dont know who i am anymore.
I am a caged dog in the pound, seeking for reassurance that someone will adopt me, but time and time again being abandoned.
I am worthful, so im told.
But for what purpose to to whom I dont know.
I am stretched too thin and now all I know is pain
All I can think about day in and day out is how i compare to others
How my past behaviors have shapped me. While many otheds have hopeful stories where people shapped them into a beautiful butterfly
I cannot remember a time where i did not put myself in a cage.
I dont know how to get out
For i do not remember what its like to be free
I want to keep fighting but i do not know if i will find a light at the end of the tunnel
Every night of listless soul searching leading me further and further into the ocean as oposed to the beautiful skies.
I want to be fixed but i dont know where the peices are.