Inner Thoughts

It's hard to take a breath
Knowing you're going to exhale
My eyes are shading red
And my skin is turning pale
Nothing ever seems to matter
Though it's pretty clear
The loneliness will fade with time
Hopefully, sometime this year
I'm starting to disappear
And my energy is running low
Are there any true answers?
Most of us can only dream that we know
When will all of this be over
Or will it never end?
Can life be this bold and cruel?
If I had one wish, I would choose to fly
I'd soar over buildings, watching landscapes
Waiting for what is yet to arrive
I'd travel to other countries, to great people
I want to see how their lives are just like mine
Everybody has problems they can seem to escape
And me, I complain, though others have it worse
I try every day to cherish what I know and earn
If I had it my way, I'd make life genuinely intriguing
I'd make it fun for all people
Maybe it's true, all the good lives are taken
And I was last in line
Sometimes waking up is the hardest part of my day
Every one has had there share of bad days
We really are no different from one another
I do stupid things sometimes and I know I'll regret them
I can't even make a pact with myself
I feel betrayed by society; let down by my peers
All the fears you've only imagined, come true in an instant
What's the point of waking up at all?