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if you were to ask me

what I

want

I wouldn't be able to

answer

it escapes my mind

the words

that

my heart wants to

speak

I can only cry

I can only fight

                (and you ask me why)

I can only shrug my

shoulders

in

unison with my lowered

head

hair falling into

my eyes

hiding my face to hide

the

fact that I hate myself

for not

knowing

what I want

                 (happiness

                           contentment)

but

it never comes

asking me to verbalize

the

feelings deep down in

my soul

is like asking me to

jump

off Mount Everest

without a bungee cord

plunging me to my certain

death

                   (and honestly)

that might be better

than

life itself

so

don't expect much from me

if anything

at

all

cause I don't know

anymore

I can't explain anything

right now

as my head continues to ramble away

at nothing

at everything

                  (I can't answer your question

                        I just can't)



I just want to be happy

but

don't ask me how

               to get there...