What do you do when the person you once were died,
and you hold on trying but you can't be revived,
as you go through life,
adapting, finding it only causes more strife,
your tired of searching for stars to stay strong,
and all your ammo to fight for survival is gone.
what do you do when your heart is stretched too thin to wear on your sleeves
and it starts tearing at the seams, as well as in your eyes.
as you through yourself into life's traps,
and you have no pull to push you through the gaps,
even though you have the power to resist,
you suffer from abuse that you were thrown into long ago that today still persist.
what do you do when the weight of the world makes you struggle to not crushed the hearts you hold in your hands,
and you have super strength but you're not strong enough to crush the mental cans of doubt and fear,
you're smart but not a genius enough to rediscover what you've lost to hold it dear,
you can see but not as well as the gods, who you think are blind,
you're fast but, in time, not quick enough to cross the finish line.
what do you do when you're lost and can't be found,
you see and face the music but can't hear the sound.
you write your problems down because no one wants to listen
in this world that i call home yet i feel so distant.