For the people who left my life and the ones that died.
I can’t express the way I feel
I finally broken this seal
This seal that has made me so alone
These feelings I must hone
But how do I divide these feelings without feeling lost.
Who knows what it might cost
It could cost someone’s life…my life
With a lie or a knife.
I am afraid to open myself to others
I am afraid I will be smothered
By their judging eyes and there stabbing words
Like cattle in herd.
I will not be another victim to the words of another
I am going to be the assassin to their words and stand proud
I am me and I got my own life.
Don’t hate because your too afraid to start fresh and start
a new life.
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