Oh, I’m a sucker, so fragile, so weak.
I need a lift to the mountain peak.
Wait, for awhile, realize I can’t climb that high.
I have no way to get there- That I cannot deny.

I’m no coward, no, I don’t feel pain.
There’s only one way out- and I pray in vain.
My simple life, to you, to your eyes.
If only you knew it’s this life I demise.

You see my disguise, you think, it’s real.
You see me smile- You don’t know how I feel.
Inside, I’m holding on, to pain and rage.
This person I am doesn’t want to engage.

I am a lonely soul, walking, without a clue.
I am- well, I truly don’t know who.
I am a girl, well mannered, polite.
I am a lady- however very uptight.

Sometimes, I throw fits, other times I throw stones.
Either way six feet under go the bones.
Fresh blood, rich meat, it makes worms go to work.
Eating flesh- tearing skin, those insects tend to lurk.

Forget, possibly forever, but the feelings don’t subside.
My brain holds memories- my mind can’t hide.
Memories, lingering, invading my thought.
They wish to stress and leave me distraught.

Adrenaline, rushing through my veins, surging.
There’s no defense from my body’s urging.
I cannot do anything, nothing, but surrender.
Seems to me that I am my own contender.

There is a fight, a battle, going on every day.
A war within my head- a war I cannot sway.
I sink, fall further, through a never ending hole.
Some think they gave me knowledge- but that’s really all they stole.

Within the lies, were lies they sold, lies I happened to believe,
Isn’t it odd how pain seems never to relieve.
Wincing, eyes closed, a final wish for a miracle,
It’ll come true I know it will- now that was satirical.

Amateurs, all around, trying to detain,
Take me to the mountain peak- where there is no restrain.
Where all of the strange, absurd, and the wild,
Tend to take my breath and leave me beguiled.

Soaring through the air, a bird, it hovers,
Gliding over the city- discovering it’s wonders.
Overlooking the ugly, this bird, it sings,
Nothing could hold it down- not even broken wings.

So I ask, why let others push, why let others shove,
I can be as free- as happy as this dove.
I will not be stunted, no, I will not ignore the omen,
Instead I shall pursue my dreams and say what I had left unspoken.