That feeling of help being inadequate of such a lack of understanding 

Drives me mad 

Am I too sensitive? 

Should I let things go

Feel the emotions 

Only to see them again much stronger

Sometimes I wonder 

Why do I even bother

Am I a burden ?

Just let me know 

So I don't have to speak again

Why waste time trying to know how to be treated 

After looking out

The way you can for others 

Honestly I'm tired 

That feeling to end it is stronger 

I know I shouldnt let it wander 

But its funny when those around you 

When they say these emotions shouldn't bubble inside you 

I don't know why it isnt questioned

I don't know why it makes you sad when I tell you these thoughts i have but you dont feel sad or worried about the actions that cause them

Maybe I'm too into my head

Although I don't want to pretend

Is it to much to ask?

Maybe it is 

I don't know anymore 

The exhaustion is drowning 

As i learn to swim 

Which no one guided 

Then the water enters my lungs

Lost in the songs

I grow numb 

Lost in the songs

I glow in hate

The cross not working 

God's voice is gone

I find myself alone and silent 

With nothing echoing back 

In the abyss

What is this feeling between loneliness 

Nostalgia 

The permanence 

Nigeria 

What are these?

I didn't mean to be here 

Why am I here 

Walking in Limbo

In forgotten repeated cycles 

Caused by our stagnantion

Or is by our negation

Of Being 

Of Death

Of Sorrow

Of Love