I'm so messed up.
I can't solve my own puzzle.
You have no chance to get the pieces.
You are the pieces that make me up.
My hearts too big,
and it shows.
I can't run,
I can't scream.
But I try with an aching voice.
Who's name to call?.....
I'm lost...
And I'm found but always truly lost.
Please don't care.
I swear it'll bring me to my knees.
But it's all I cry when I cry my needs.
I need the impulse.
It's all too easy.
And I try not to plan it..
But it's all too easy.
So I write, I write, I write..
I write and I cry.
I cry and pretend.
I fake a smile and fake a laugh.
I'm going over board.
I scream and I flinch.
But it's not enough.
So I love, I love, I love.
You can say that word,
But you don't know how it hurt...
I feel the word every where.
Don't you dare count my years,
I've been alive for a million tears.
Hoping has always got the best of me.
And scars are all that's left of me.
I pray you see the rest of me.

That felt good.