CYW??

I don't know if I can do this

It hits too close to home

They tell the whole class stories

And they're mine, and mine alone

I don't want everyone to know

I hide it for a reason

There's a time & place for things to come out

Now is not the setting or season

My life is no one's but my own

I'm in it, literally, all alone

My world is dead, and icy cold

No hands in reach for me to hold

No arms around to hold me tight

No one to tuck me in at night

No lips to whisper "I love you"

No one to tell me what to do

All that's here is lots of fear

And pain that falls with every tear

Each time I laugh, it hurts inside

And whenever I smile, I feel like I've lied

Maybe I should become a writer

Something where I don't need to be such a fighter

It's easier if I don't have to deal

With all of this shit that I think & feel