With each sunrise...my first moments of awarenes...ever my only moments of sanity..
Slowly,reality flows into my mind..like a daily alarm clock...my reminder..this is
My life...how I long to hide in my sleep...I lie in my bed..as though dead...too
familiar in my own nightmare...never truly awake...from it's grip...I force my feet
To the hard floor...my day will begin as it ended...pills that will make me well...
So they say....but what do they know....
Would you walk my path
I don't fit...the simplest of things...now difficult at best...with my head held down...
I stumble through my world...and yours...no eye contact...lest they see the torment in
My soul...I sit at a desk....facing the pusher of my drugs...at the urging of others....
I am here...I do this...all the while...hating it....hating them...for never understanding...
Would you walk my path
I am leaving now...such wasted time...no solutions...only more pills...make me a zombie...
Better yet...cast aside the misfits...I matter..I'm important...hear me..understand me...
I grow weary of your ignorance and indifference...I often watch people...as they live,laugh
Play and love...I am looking through a window...meant to be forever on the outside...I search
for that crack in the glass...the one that will let me in...
Would you walk my path