trying…

Trying to find yourself in this dark place.
So many things running throught your head, not knowing which one to choose to help you finish the race.
Wanting to do so many things in this place, But you don’t know who will look down on you as if you’re a discrace. Don’t know who will look down on you as if you’re a discrace.
Needing this someone to listen and relate, but since they already have somone it seems too late.
Wanting to follow the way you feel, but you don’t want to make a wound that can’t heal.
Trying to be someting you’re not, just hoping they’re think you’re a little hot.
Doing everything you think is right, but it doesn’t change the fact that they’re not with you tonight.
Killing you inside to keep it in, but you don’t know who will think it’s a sin.
Wanting to find the right one to tell, just hoping they’ll understand enough to not think you’re going ot hell.
Trying to get them to trust you and open up, because you think they’re going through the same thing but don’t wanna give it up.