A young girl…
Deeply confused
Trapped in a ditch
The ditch i’m in…so dark…so deep
I first I could of climbed out with ease
Now it seems…So struggling
I still question
“Why didn’t I leave when I had the chance?”
I guess…I didn’t think it would get this far…
I got bored…hiding in this ditch yet…I didn’t leave
For attention I believe…
Each day the ditch got deeper…
I didn’t notice…I was too focused on how long I could stand in this ditch
I would be in this ditch…telling others I couldn’t climb out…even though I could
They would encourage me and tell me that I can if I just try…but I didn’t listen…
They would lend out a hand…
I just denied and said “I can’t…I’ll be here forever
The problem was…I kep complaining…
They stopped giving me sympathy…They knew what I wanted…
So there I sat…In this ditch…I still had a small chance of escaping
But no…I didn’t budge…
I fell deeper and deeper in this ditch…
No one was there to complain to…
This is when the darkness of the ditch creeped into me…
I complained to myself…
Blaming myself for my misery…
I thought…”What a failure I am…What good do I make in this world…Just a useless peice of shit…
My heard…hurting…
I didn’t care…Nothing mattered…
I’ll live my whole life in this ditch
I knew…I craved pitty…
That was the time I chose to hide my pain from being in this ditch…
They would ask “Are you alright?” Or “Are you out of that ditch yet?”
…I would respond “Never been better!” Or “Almost!”
…But inside…I was feeling the worst pain…
I started dying inside…
The pain spread throughout my body…
Refering to the fact that I kept all my thoughts and emotions inside…
But they knew…They knew something was wrong…
They would ask…
But I would just answer “I don’t know…”
…Till this day I use that excuse
…I now look up…Not even a hint of light
…I notice how deep the ditch is…
How blind I was!
I know can’t remember…How it is…Outside this ditch…
What I would do to be out of this depressing ditch…
But…
I cannot escape…
It’s too late…