What I’ve been Missing For So Long?

Support!, it is such a funny thing to ask for, When you feel so hopeless, Although, your parents may act like they care to disagree, Does it all really matter In the end, I mean, if you really think about it, What does it mean to smile in someone’s face and then stab them in the back? “Disgraceful Me.” Why do I have to be this perfect person, when death lingers on My Wagon? I mean, parents are liars, An Educators Speak the truth, If, I was dead, my mother would care, Would I really care? No! She actually really loves me, I know it’s all a part of acting, But, how can the Educator be trusted? I mean, they have a life too… Sometimes, I value their love more than anything. I would like to be loved. But, love remains the epitome of distress. When, I really think about it. My Heart beats with a deadly pain and my Head bleeds to be touched again! Who was there? Some way, or another they are all going to be dead. Jealousy, the root of my frustrations, I need you now, I would give anything to have your tender touch, Yet, I remain in the shadows of the Educator Who never truly cared, Once, I disappeared into the institution of chaos. I still, remained in the hands of the evil, searching for a lost way out, Hoping to get evaluated again, For, the troublesome soul, lost it all, While, the crowd awakes me. Shattered, I scrambled on the floor again. They all looked at me as an animated tool “Weird!” she said, Again to me, Worried, I scratched for the telephone, Leaking Out From the Darkness, I shake, Crumbling, I try to burry myself alive, Falling, as an escape to my success, Learning, so that I could feel it all again, Different, I pat myself on the back with Acid to bleed out again. Drifting, I cry, To the song less birds as they rip another chunk of his shoulder, For, the World sat there with her anger Sigh of Relief, As I watched my apathy faded into dust.