what you don't know.

What if I told you I was broken beyond repair? Could you leave me standing, waiting there? There where the good grows gnarled and sore- there where the anger fills every pore.
What if I told you I didn't want this pain? Would you scoff at me, yell at me, drive me insane? Sanity becomes useless as emotions twist and distort- to the point of bursting, ending all support.
What if I told you I was too afraid, too cowardly? Should you give up on me, ending me, alone to see? Seeing through blind eyes that don't understand- it turns out life isn't always as we plan.