I'm constantly fighting with myself
Or maybe the demon on the other side of the mirror
I sometimes think that if I clean the glass
The reflection will come out clearer
But I still find the same distorted image
Cracked and tainted inside and out
A girl whose soul is long gone and last
Who inside is about to scream and shout
My mind always going insane
Either running a marathon or feeling completely empty
I wonder if I am really that insane
If anyone will ever understand me
And if I am crazy, why haven't they sent me away
Far away where I cannot detriment anyone else
The place where all privacy means nothing
Where they rip and wash away all hope for any pride
How come no one ever saw the signs of my destruction
Its not like I cry out, begging to be noticed
But a little hope in knowning im not forgotten would be nice,
Yet everyone I know is stuck in oblivion
Everyone thinks it is just a phase, that one day it will pass
Perhaps they think I enjoy the attention, perhaps they find it encouraging
They don't understand the pain that I hold deep within
The pain they would never begin to understand even if they asked
Never have I felt wanted,
Never have I honestly felt important
Perhaps I am just another girl in this world, here for no reason
Here for no purpose whatsoever
Their jokes seem funny to them
Acting as if I am the "death of the party"
I can't stand the stares from them
Especially when they think they are being funny
Pain is no laughing matter, it is real, it is deeply pure
Once I laughed in the face of pain, thought it was a selflish thing to endure
but now that I live it, breathe it in
I know what it is like to die within
Yet still they laugh, taunt and tease
They don't understand how depression can be a horrible disease
Their cruelty is just another game
Something to bring them more popularity, more fame
However, things could obviously be worse
But to me, this pain feels like a curse
Telling me I am only destined for the end
Filled with a broken heart that will never mend