Sometimes I wonder...
What's the point of it all? Why do we do it? How can we do it? How can we surivive? Why are we so heartless? Why are we so cold? When did I start referring to everyone else in the world as "we"? How can I surivive? How did she make it? How, why, where, when, who, what--
Why do we bother to struggle?
I wonder just how far you know
This pain, the struggle really goes
I can't even explain myself
Just why I'm not swimming in a wealth
Of happiness, joy, sunshine, flowers
What is it, stress that devours?
I doubt the theory; it's probably the snowball
And now, even as I get so tall,
I find myself shrinking in my fear and my anxiety...
I find myself shrinking so small
That I'm not even there
At all.
Sometimes I wonder
Just how much you really see
All of you, on the surface, or do you really see
...Me?
All my flaws and mistakes
Chinks in the armor, self-doubts
Past the "XD"s and the chatroom and the uploaded pictures
I wonder, after my bouts
Of my terror,
Just how much you really see
Just how much you really trust
Just how much you know
Just how much you really mean
To me.