Tears Of The Unknown

I'm crying,
And I want to be true,
The reason I'm crying,
Was nothing to do with you.

But the millions of thoughts,
That run through my head.
Like how I don't want to be here,
I'd rather be dead.

Guarded by four walls,
What's there to do,
When the monster you're hiding from,
Is inside of you?

There's no point in running,
That's a fact.
It's like taking one step forward,
And three steps back.

I know I can say,
I'm not stranger to being free to rome,
But a pen and a notepad,
Is what I call home.

So I guess what I'm saying,
Is tonight I'll lay down and try,
To pretend I'm not counting,
Each tear I cry.