Because

I write because I needed release.
I smile because it covers me well.
I laugh because it’s a good façade.
I speak because it’s the basic act.
I’m silent because there’s an unseen barrier.
I live because I’m living for someone else.
I die because I am broken.
I love because I want to be loved.
I hate because it drives me forward.
I envy because I know I’m not good enough.
I reject emotions because it keeps me sane.
I hurt because I’ll know I exist.
I’m hurt because I cared too much.
I ignore because it saves me pain.
I care because I’m just a naïve fool.
I sleep because I loathe the ugly truth.
I dream because I’m at a better place.
I wake because I know there’s no escape.
Yet sometimes, there is simply no because.
But I know one thing for sure,
I fight because I’m forsaken.
Because I’m born to walk alone.