Pain

Its hard to let the troubles go, thinking of the hurt of that pathetic blow, the thoughts in my head are like bad dreams, but no one can even tell well thats how it seems, the pain of being scared to trust another, thoughts of how i could talk about it to my mother, but seems like she dont care, gosh if life was just fair, I would have no worries no doubt, I just wish i could get out, or maybe just be gone, no one would care for to long, to see my father one more time, then I wouldn't have to worry about this stupid ryme, I try to think of what makes me happy really, wow I sound so silly, thinking this actually sounds cute, but in real life its not even hitting the root, of my problems that I'm facing, my heart is so damaged that it won't stop racing, i just wish i could trust and admire, but something holds me back cause everyone is a liar, it's hard to let my guard down, but I just hate the sound, of knowing i cant trust no one!