The words I write in these peoms are completely true.
I don't know how it comes about,
But everytime I write things down
My being is torn out.

I failed twice today,
I fell down on my face.
I'm starting to feel that way again.
I need to just not think.

The thoughts are spinning in circles
Like ferris wheels and spirals.
I get dizzy now and then
But I have to keep my head.

I let them all down like I said I wouldn't,
When I said I'd change just to be perfect.
They can't see the sorrow in my face
Where the icy tears burn my eyes away.

I say this not becuase I have to but becuase I can.
This same idea is what seems to be getting me in trouble again.
I can't focus on the future becuase the purpose is so dim,
The true light is burning out, slowly from within.

I've been walking for the past few days with no purpose in my step.
The halls are bright but faces dark with eyes cutting through my skin.
They can't see what they've done becuase It's been buried deep,
So far beyond your perception but still brushing against your feet.

I hope you never feel this way,
That everything stays good.
Sometimes it just doesn't get better
Even when they say it should.