The rain is peaceful,
But would it be better without the noise of the birds.
But then I think, are the feelings I have real?
Are they predestined to be my feelings?
Do I actually know how I feel?
Do I understand them?
When I cry,
Am I sad?
When I laugh,
Am I happy?
Or just trying to fit in?
Just trying to be normal.
Trying to be like the rest,
When I know I'm not,
I feel differently about life to anyone else.
No one knows how I feel,
Not even me,
I don't know what my feelings mean
Others say they do,
But how could they?
They haven't had my life,
My emotions,
My eyes.
How could they know?
When I don't even know?
Then I start to not even care
I start to lose myself
And show nothing.
But emptyness
Like I used to,
And still do.
No one realises,
How 'bout the new me?
Have you even noticed?
You don't notice that someone is sad and alone
That you can't help a friend
Are you so busy with you life, and interfering with others
That you ignore the importance;
One life is important
One life can affect the world
That the famous are not important unless you know them
Come down to earth and realise this yourself
Before you have to.

got another one. but its got to be reworded