Is it, really?

"Could never accept reality in which I was presented, 

living this crazy life for real could make a girl demented, 

been on my hands and knees praying to God for things to change, 

but every single day it seems like things will stay the same.

But change is for the worse 'cuz times I feel my lifes a curse 

but whose to blame me infortations multiple bodies felt like rape,

watching your whole life fade away playing this world like it's a game, 

when I'm with you I feel no pain, now tell me do you feel the same..

Can I hold you down 

how it all so ground 

theres not much I can do to keep you by my side, its true 

my love for you is all 

that can keep me strong 

but I'll hold that from you until you tell me what we have is true.."

I've never felt like this before.. So I don't know if it's bad or good.

I'm leaning more towards the good side, 

but I always find myself remembering that 

something so good can also be so bad.

Then again, in the same way that he doesn't care, I also don't care as well.