I am unreal.
I wonder if I will ever be real.
I hear the silence of my whispers.
I see no one around me.
I want to be myself.
I am unreal.
I pretend to hide within myself.
I feel the emptiness that surrounds me.
I touch the weakness in my heart.
I worry that I will never be myself.
I cry to myself when no one is around.
I am unreal.
I understand that I try as hard as I can.
I say 'it will all be okay', when I know it won't.
I dream about being myself for once.
I try to make people understand.
I hope one day they will.
I am unreal.
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Why so serious? It's because it's all I live for.
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