Jack

Seperated from this world
though not entirely
I try to remember all the times we had
I can't help the sinking feeling
like I know our time is close to it's end.

As the leader
I was supposed to be strong for them
we were almost closer than blood
but like everything else it can be shattered.
This is not what I need
no one needs that.

From child hood
I was taught to hide the real me
now at times I feel the cracks widening.
She looks at me strangely
almost as if I don't exist.

She wants me to be perfect
but how is that possible
with all these alien flings
I feel like I don't matter.

It no longer matters
I've spent the past 7 years worrying
Guess what?
I'm through.
The walls try to tighten their hold on my 'life'.

I'm gone,
never to step foot in these hollow walls again.
And that I can promise.

I wrote this during English, please be kind!