STOP

STOP

If you knew,

What I went through,

Would you try,

To see through these eyes?

Do you all,

Want to see me again fall?

Or is there satisfaction,

In your lack of compassion?

Why me,

Do you make your priority,

To meddle in my life,

Knowing full well my strife?

Quit trying to break me please,

I need my mind at ease,

Or are you just ignorant to this disease?

For you all I no longer wish to appease.

This has got to end,

Family I once considered friend,

I don’t gab about your faults and flaws,

So please stop before you realize I’m no longer here at all.

-brad