I screamed and I shouted,Nobody listened to my misery.I acted out, hunting for attention,Nobody gave it to me.Negativity filled my soul,Turning it into the burial ground for my feelings.The corner of my eyes are itchy and burning,For all the crying I've done in my spare time.It's a wonder I'm still alive,Despite losing all interest in life.Everything from hindsight might be going well for me,But inside, it's nothing but turmoil and desire to give up.A desire so immense, my cowardly self is working its way up to find my soul and ask it out of my body.The date I'm afraid my soul will agree to, and the date I'm afraid I can't get out of before it happens.
