Dancing

on the verge of a mental breakdown
I ask myself the question
am I real?
I wish someone would tell me who I am
or what I'm meant for
but that's for me to say I guess.
I want answers
tangible answers
for all of my questions
and noone can tell me why.
I want reason for living
I'm a mouth that needs feeding
truths not evident in the government today
I bite the hand
and spit in your eye
don't tell me I'm wrong
justify all your lies
I want to be
no longer trapped in this body.