My Life

pain pushing through my veins, 
As I look out the window and see it's no longer day. 

My thoughts rushing through my mind, 
As if I'm speeding through time. 

I go outside and breath but I know I'm not alive, 
it's hard to call this living when I can barely survive. 

I guess that's my life. 

I look at these walls, 
While I'm walking down the hall. 

Why do people stare, 
it's finally become clear. 
I don't belong here. 

inside i'm always at war with my head, 
why can't I just go to bed. 

Why is there always a fight, 
Why is it such a crime, 

I just want to be normal instead of running scared, 
I should wear a sign that says "Please be aware"
"This Human is out for repair"
"You see it's quite rare"
"If you stare, apart they shall tear"

Once again time has stopped, 
I look around to see what I have done. 

My biggest piece of advice, 
you don't always have to fight, 
I mean- if it's between life and death please do fight, 
but, despite what's inside, 
you'll be fine, 
because that's life.