The Kids Aren't Alright

I feel
like a child
a child at heart
who cries when they're lonely
afraid of the dark
afraid of the pain
that they've yet to feel
afraid of the monsters
yet to be real.
I feel
like I'm traveling
through places unmapped.
I feel like I''m dying
I feel like I'm trapped,
trapped in my head,
and I can't break through.
Oh hear me please,
I cry for you!