I feel so helpless…..
Like no matter what I do
I can't do anything.

I can feel the weight of the world
Crashing down upon me
Weakening me with every step I take.

I try to be stronger for them
But I just end up becoming weaker,
Weaker than I was before.

I get so caught up in what is happening around me
That I don't feel that terrible weight on me
Until its so overwhelming that I fall under is weight.

I try to seem strong
So others wont worry
But I can't help it, my mask is slipping.

I refuse to let them fall
But the emtions build up so much
That they all come bursting forth

Like a large tidal wave
Or a wild tsunami
That has spun out of control

The pilliars that once held me up
Are slipping from my grasp
My heaven begins to crumble

Why is it that some people have no worries?
Then why do others have the most worries?
Are some meant to live carefree while others suffer?

We are forced to sell many things
Things we cherish and things we need
Just so we can live.

But I would gladly give everything away.
Even my life if it meant I could save yours
I may be young but you are wise.

This monster thinks he has ahold of you
But really what he's after is me.
So let him take me so you can be free.

You've been through enough hardships
So stop protecting me and let me defend myself
I've become so strong with your help

Now set me free and let me show you
How much stronger I have become
For now it is my turn to protect you.

But still I wonder of so many useless things
Like why the sky is blue and the grass green
But I mostly think why am I here?

Do I have a purpose to fulfill?
I don't think so because I think about my exsitance a lot
And sometimes I feel empty inside.

Like the monster inside has finally
Decided to take my soul
And leave an empty shell in its place

But the body can not live long without the soul
Without the soul the body will soon shortly die
Without warning to those who were blind.

You say your busy like I am, but your not me
You don't get nervous and worry over everything
You don't stress about your mothers health.

You don't know what it feels knowing
That your mother could just slip right through you hands
Like the wind can through your hair.

Coming swiftly without warning
But I'm also not stupid or naïve
I know most of have already lost someone

So most would just call this self-pity
Or trying to get attention
But think what you want 
For I haven't cared for anything for a long time.

So why should this happen to us?
What did we ever do wrong?
Or did we just get tangled up in fate?