Don’t look to me for happiness , when I cannot find my smile .
Don’t make me your one truth , when the whole damn worlds a lie .
Don’t make me your support , when all I can do is fall.
Don’t make me your inspiration , when I’ve hit a creative wall .
I can only be the sum of my many flawed and damaged parts.
I can only be the product of a lost and broken heart.
I wish that I could be the free unburdened me.
I wish that through a darkening veil a light would shine to see .
I wish the world would see me , the real me and not how i’m expected be.