They say no man is an island
Perhaps I am no man
For I am an island
A desolate one indeed
My plight is mine alone
My fight, against none but myself
I am as unto nothing
Unnoticed is both my presence and absence
I don't recall doing wrong
Yet I cannot forgive myself
I cannot trace my offense
How then do I let go?
I do not know myself
I don't think I ever will
How then will someone else?
I shall remain an island!
I am dying
And no one knows
No one must know
For no one will believe my story
You will call me foolish
You will say I deserve it
Defending your arguments with logic
Pretending to be better than me
You who believe my story
You hurt me the most
You saw the tears inside
Yet you didn't push enough
You should have asked again
When I said I was ok
You should have asked again
And again, and again!
I am dying
And you think my story is lame?
I am dying
And you all are to blame!
