Help Me Make Anything But Sense

I can't see anymore.
Disguises don't exist.  
I'm somewhere in Neverland.

The truth is,
I can't seem to find it.
Can you tell me what everything is about?

I'm thinking about
Everything.
And nothing.

I'm anonymous.
I'm anonymous.
So shut the Hell up voices.

I am a fighter,
Losing a fight I can't see.
There are invisible people in my corner; they are cheering for me.  

The memories keep pouring back it seems,
The older I get.
I wake up to those days flowing back one by one.

I am the black hatter.
Just call me love.
Love is always the answer.

Best friends forever but,
Will you chance it?
He calls me beautiful.

I'm not even a good dancer.
But I dance till my feet bleed.
Happiness is frightening.
 
I would say your name,
But you'll never see
It.

Come back.
And let me be.
Let me be your friend again.

There are too many sides of me.
It's night time in my mind,
I need help just as much as you..

I'm writing letters that will never reach heaven.
Pain my nails red.
Now I am broken.

I had a dream,
And it never felt more
Real.

My wrist wouldn't stop bleeding.
I could feel the pain.
And it hurt so bad but I wouldn't cry out in shame.

I didn't seek help.
I knew no one would listen.
It should have been scary; I wasn't frightened.

Sense
But
Anything.

Make
Me
Help.