Time is moving at a dreary pace

  My heart is beating slow, it surely aches

  as if something is grasping at my heart

  my mind in pain, I don't remember how it starts

  These words and lies i've been told from young

  the words just continuing, a song ever sung

  by those who grin and smile for long

  I can only nod and follow along

  My smile is wide yet its crumbling apart

  the paint is chipped but it has only start

  to be seen by the outside world

  even my father hates me, how it's unfurled

  this feeling of burden on my soul

  continuing around it's gotten old

  Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

  the never moving hand of time

  my pain, forever, my happiness,

  Souring like limes

  The second hand is moving but the minute is not

  trapped in this hell in which we rot

  my soul is just moving through the motions

  what is happiness do i deserve the notion?

  My feeling of guilt has just continued on

  my heart is cold yet i sing this song

  all i am is a burden to be

  when will I be free?

  I try to run away from my own fate

  I try to relax yet I just reciprocate

  These feelings of tears going on

  The hate, the pain, it just passes beyond!

  I'm withering and it haunts me so

  like a fallen rose turning black as it goes

  can I ever feel love?

  am I a dove only to be looked at and shoved?

  shoved around and forced to submit

  Life alone and this is all a git*

  please just take the pain away

  end my screams and suffering astray

  silence my voice if that's what it takes

  just give me rest from all of these fakes!