I can trace my veins
Until they become one.
I can cut my veins
Until they bleed
And I am no one.
I look in the mirror
Every day.
I do not like what i see.
I question now
If that is really me.
You can mold me into what you want
But that still won't be me.
I want to become someone
Before my life is done.
I live life one day at a time.
But even that is hard these days.
I feel like my life is a maze
And I am stuck
And no one even gives a fuck.
I can take a knife
And let the pain
Run out of my veins
Or I can.......