When life gets tough I run away, <br />and write down what I cannot say <br />When I try to talk, words forsake me <br />but to my hands they rush like you wouldn't believe <br />I've found ways to numb my pain <br />but when morning comes, things are still the same <br />I still want to be free like a bird to fly <br />and yet I'm still wondering why... <br />Is life to strong and I'm to weak? <br />Are others to loud they can't hear me speak? <br />Lost in my mind, wandering alone <br />Searching for a place where I feel at home <br />Losing a constant battle with myself <br />Trying to forget the feelings that I've felt <br />Watching others, trying to figure out who they are <br />i don't let people get to close, i warn them to stay far <br />Keeping my thoughts in my head until I can find a page <br />I have become an actor, my life is the stage...<br /><br />Natasha Potter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-life-is-the-stage/
