little boat

i'm so confused, i want to cry...
i'm so alone, i want to... die.
i'm scared and afraid,
my heart's corners have been frayed.

i'm afraid of failing to meet your desires,
i look in the mirror, and all i see is a fire.
will i fail? will i fall short? of my aspirations and dreams?
of what you think and hope that i may be?

i want to be the best i can, for you and everyone.
but i'm afraid, that what is asked won't be done.
i'm afraid that what people want of me,
are things that can't be wrought by me.

i'm tired of being looked down upon,
people poking and laughing, having fun.
i'm tired of messing things up.
but i alone, carry this cup.

the weight is upon my shoulders, the burden on my back.
i'm afraid i will falter, and that my heart and spine will crack.
my heart and mind stay strong...
but only for so long.

when will i snap? when will i break?
my mind, my sanity, are at stake.
can you accept me for what i am?
and not just what you think i am?

am i asleep? are these my dreams?
from has happened, thats what it seems.
can i dare to care? dare to hope?
or am i once again, on a downward slope?

i hope things work out. i truly do.
i want nothing but happiness brought to you.

in my mind's eye, i can only see my failing.

should i just set this little boat a'sailing?

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