Kryptonite
Sometimes I need to stop and breathe
For a single moment of relief
From heart breaks or straight A’s or prom dates or bad days
Behind each breath is a meaning
A story that you can’t see, but you can see through feeling
That’s the thing; no one understands the feelings that I’m dealing with
I try to be Super Man, when underneath this cape is a frightened little kid
So who am I kidding?
I‘m not a Man of Steel; I’m a man that feels deep down within his heart
The pressures of a stressful life
Until it breaks me down into little pieces of kryptonite
Am I right?
I wish that my emotions could just disappear
Because it just hurts to feel the pain daily
Maybe that’s why I get nightmares instead of daydreams
Yet I still dream of the day
Where I can truly say that I’m okay
Instead of people asking me, “How is your day?”
And my response would always be I.D.K
I don’t know, I don’t know what to say when every day
My mind is embodied in a state of decay
Eating away my brain till there are no remains
But I continue to remain
Continuing to deal with the pain
As it weakens me until my existence fades away