• crying
    my mind has become it's own
    controlling whatever emotions
    i have left
    i am swimming in shades of blue
    some days i'm up,
    in the clearest blue
    other days i'm down
    in the deepest part of dark
    most of the time i'm gray
    dragging my feet
    to wherever my mind goes
    the voices tell me i am worthless
    i will never be pretty
    never be successful
    my heart will always hurt
    they tell me
    that i am the best
    better than anybody else
    i will always be happy
    if i had to choose
    i want to be average
    blend in
    to be grey..