Someday I will break free from what it is that is keeping me down,
                    what it is that suppresses my inner being,
I will break free to be happy,
            to feel loved while knowing somebody loves me,
            to have conversations consisting of more than one word on the regular,
            to be respected and not taken advantage of,
                         to worry less about my purpose
                         allow the nervousness to subside
           

One day someone will ask me how my day went,
                 if anything interesting happened,
                 will discusses plans about our future,
                 will thank me for all the support I have given them,
                 will offer me that same support in return.

One day I will smile,
               feel alive,
        laugh,
        feel beautiful again    
               enjoy waking up in the morning
One day I will get away just so I can play,

Until then I will starve,
    work my ass of (literally)
    try to feel good about myself,
    and expect nothing,

I will try to understand it is not my fault.
I will try not to be ashamed about how I feel.

I will try not to cry as I try to get by,
I will not feel alone,

Death is not an option although I wish never being born was,
Spiritual strength may be

For now I feel trapped
As I continue to hold out hope
I wish it was different,
But now I see that it isn?t

The two things that love me most can?t even speak

I am grateful for now that they keep me around
that they are priorities that keep me bound.