I feel like an actor and the world is my stage

I sat right beside you and boiled with rage

In youth I was happy or so I had thought

Till few simple words had entered my thought

Do I think I’m crazy? or willfully blind

To poison tipped arrows I felt rape my mind

I am not happy and no one can see

Not even my family can understand me

I MUST IMPRESS AND THAT’S ALL I WILL KNOW

I’ll be amazing and my heart will glow

I will just cope and will never face fears

and live in denial of my hidden tears

alone I’m unbridled and trapped in my mind 

constantly fearing of what I might find

feelings hidden and trapped beneath ice 

it felt like everyone gave up on Bryce

with no sense of normal and no feelings found

I settled for wanting to live in the ground

Less eating, less sleeping and to not ask for more

I doubted myself and loved treacherous whores

Enough I have had of this fake life I built 

The new problem is that I’m riddled with guilt

I can’t get a way and can not change a thing

At this point blood sisters will settle for rings

But as for myself I have always asked more 

I’m tired believing to my friends I’m a bore

After years of hiding I have had enough 

It felt like a time to gather my stuff

My stuff is emotion and its deep inside 

But part of me wants to take one last quick ride

Ill project and project and then try some more 

Until I can ask what I do it for 

I do have problems and can finally admit

that inside my family is where I feel like shit. 

All seemingly blind to each other’s pain

My internal emotions reacted insane

Misdiagnosed a few dozen times 

I believed myself guilty of all perceived crimes

25 to life and wasting away 

it was impossible to see through the grey

So here I stand, my heart on my sleeve 

no longer feeling like I need to grieve


Our words define us and show what we can’t see

And its feeling good to get to know me
