Not perfect

Its too easy to judge people before knowing what they are going through

 I am not perfect
 I never said I was
 It feels as if I am less the person I was
 yet, half the person I should be

 I can’t stand to look at myself, hear my-self, be my-self
 I don’t want to leave this earth forever
 Not at my own hands
 I just want away to leave the torture behind
 That is in my mind

 I feel so low, so not here
 I am going through the motions of life
 I can just watch my-self walk around
 I feel like I can see myself and I am no where around
 I am lost, confused and scared

 Why, what happened
 I have no idea
 I can’t shake this
 I am not perfect like you want me to be.