Sometimes its hard to reach for the sky,

maybe its because you're pulling on my feet,

and dragging me back down,

when i hit the ground i start to cry,

you still pretend you don't notice,

that your words hurt me,

they pierce right through my skin,

aiming for my heart,

and you don't notice at everything you say slowly tears me apart,

that i'm slowly dying,

and silently crying,

and you drag me through the fields,

one at a time,

slowly waiting,

for me to try,

to try to stop you,

but i cant,

every time i want to say something,

i stop,

cause it feels like my words stopped coming out,

like my voice just couldn't work

any longer,

and i feel scared inside,

and i hide,

and learned to cry and keep my tears inside,

and there like acid,

melting away every happy thing i have left,

and it leaves this huge effect.