There are times
when you never know what the answer to the question is.
In a way, it drives you insane.
You try so hard to figure out what you are missing
and you never seem to find exactly what it is.
You dive so deep into your head,
into your self to see just what the real reason is for you to stay breathing.
The problems you have encountered come tumbling down on you
like a pile of stones, just holding you down and making it so hard to move and escape.
You try so hard just to be what everyone else wants of you
and it breaks you down, wearing at your outer shell
and making you so vulnerable.
They make you feel so small and they never tell you why.
They push you down like a "plastic" bag full of air in a pool full of water.
It seems as though you have no escape
and that you are never going to surface...
In a sense, you are screaming at the top of your lungs, but only in your mind.
They have taken away your right to speak by binding your lips.
They aren't having fun.
They are scared of you, of what you can do
and they try so hard, pushing harder
and harder to make you sink deeper and deeper to the bottem.
Yet, the strength in your voiceless screams seems to raise you to the surface,
over powering them.
Things you can never imagine begin to fill your mind
and the words you were at a loss to say before burst out of your mouth.
You scream and shout so loud, it is as if all the windows on Earth will shatter.
Their ears pour out blood filled with the pain they have caused you
and all those words taken from your lips.