All the days with sad music

all the days waiting.

waiting for the right moment

to shout and be myself

and yet the pain comes back again.

thinking about changing,

changing the person I am

cause that's what the world wants.

but asking myself what I want

and all pages go blank.

feeling like I deserve nothing

and ask my self a question.

that should I be someone they want me to be.

or like each and every single second feels like hell is burning your face.

feelings can be beautiful but hard sometimes.

having sad days and sad showers

crying myself in bed

feeling like you can't breathe.

and feeling like your own emotions are killing you slowly.

the confidence dies

and depression awakens

little by little.

feeling like no way but death

but thinking if it's worth it.

thinking about the beauty of life,

and just like that pain takes over

trying to find a solution to the loneliness.

and yet the mind is thinking about death.

the pain was trauma

seen things that should be seen.

and heard thing that affect the brain and heart.

feeling non affection nor love.

in need of support but feeling pain

feeling like no one cares.

and the situation proves the point

feeling like sharing the feelings.

but no one can help

asking for advice

but you are far from understanding.

all day waiting.

for the music of sadness to stop,

but fate wants you to suffer.