I am sick of this war I have inside

I am sick in my own world and state of mind

I am broken, I am bruise, but no one seems to mind

They don't care if they watch me cry 

It doesn't matter how hard I try 

It is hard to give meaning to life if you are just trying to survive 

Walking down the hall

Keeping you head up even if you feel small

Cover up, cover up the scars beneath your sleeves

Because no one cares enough- to look into me

I am sick of the pills I have to pop

I just want to feel like I'm good enough 

I know I am loved but sometimes i can't but feel like everyone is above-me

I am sick of the nights I stay awake

trying to clear my mind of memories

Abuse makes it hard to focus on my dreams

Because my dream is to just be me

I am sick of having to fight this war 

I have done so much but-

Who I'm I fighting for?

I am breaking I can deep inside

All those smiles, All those smiles and those people saying I am alright

They don't what it is like to stay crying to the night 

They don't care, they don't care

My world is tearing at the seams

I am sick and there is no hope for me