my type of cancer

The chains of life are getting kinda heavy 

lugging them around as I begin to cry

to others I shed a waterfall of empty tears

the pain I feel inside is transparent

so to you my tears are meaningless

but pain's knife cuts deep 

it's sharp and cunning like a razor blade

it makes me feel like there is no air around

like i'm under water and about to drown

my visions are filled with lost avidity

a storm of troubles surrounds all of we

but it feels as if its only caressing me

alone the silence softly talks to thee

but the conversation is littered with dead ambition

so I don't listen 

eventually I gave up on the one referred to as " i "

the one thing I'll regret till the day i die 

i'm not giving up cause there's no other way

simply because its the easier way

I'm crying on the inside so you cant see

all the pain running through I

but i guess i should be laughing  right, tho

cause its kinda funny how i can flash a 

perfect smile for the camera with no hope 

but why don't i have any hope 

it's simply cause people don't know 

whats runing  through out  this body

but i guess i can't let it run this body

only good it could do 

if a few more people knew 

about my type of cancer