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Maybe its fate to be like this Maybe long ago God decided I should be depressed Maybe its because He thought it would be a good book Maybe I am ment to be teetering Always on the edge of insanity Bracing for the wind that tries to knock me over the edge Always suffering Always waiting for someone To come and rescue me From my misery
I am named after my aunt The one that was always alone Working hard for a husband that hated her Wanting someone to save her From him and from herself Giving others hints Expecting someone to stop her Taking pills hoping that someone cared enough to see her No one visited her Until two days later When they found her body
Am I going to be like her Waiting until I waste away Alone? Or should I carve a new path for myself One where I don't know where I'll end up But one where I can be happier The first step is reaching out a hand to someone else And hope they accept But the first step is harder For a coward like me
