Been lonely these days
Never have been doing well
I question, "is this really my place?"
My eyes swelled
From all the endless crying
And from the overthinking
I can't escape this hell
Which is called "reality"
And then rang the bell
Reminding me of my sanity
The rain leaks from the ceiling
Always make me feeling
Thankful
For being still alive
And striving to survive
Is there no heaven for me?
I guess I was just too bad
And was put into hell
To make amends
And to regret
All my wrongdoings
I guess this is goodbye
Since I can barely see
The little light from the crack
Of the door
Which has been locked
Or chained
By myself
Caging me from society
And from this hell called "reality"