People tell me that I've been blessed
That I have a lot to be thankful for
But they don't see how unhappy I am
They don't know how I feel inside
They don't know what kind of life I'm living in
They don't know what I go through every day
Sometimes my chest feels like exploding
Into a million pieces until I hurt no more
Sometimes I want to be alone by myself
To think about my life and what went wrong
Sometimes I can't sleep in the night
My day haunts me until the break of dawn
Before going to bed
I ask myself what I did
To deserve this kind of treatment
I ask myself what I must do
To make this pain subside
Why must I suffer this intolerable pain?
Date: 11/04/00
Written By:
David W. Reed
