Bird with no cage

No one got hurt.

No one knows except me.

If anyone ever asks I could never tell them truth.

I will have to die knowing that no one will know how much of a loser I am.

This person once told me that I shouldn’t call myself a piece a shit because the situation that makes me feel like that has passed and I can learn from that.

They told me, that I’m not a piece of shit.

I still felt guilty and the only way I could fix it is, I don’t know.

I didn’t want to live as piece of shit anymore.

I flushed it, the end was in my hands and I was ready

If it wasn’t for the sound of laughter.

Well I’m here a piece of shit person.

It harder some days than others but today really seems like the day.

But every bad day seems like the day, that I don’t know if I’m even in the day.

I’m okay now.

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