Call it a cry for help call it individuality Call it insane but I call it reality Say that it's nothing say it doesn't matter Say my heart is fine but I say it'll shatter Tell me to stop tell me there's no excuse Tell me to quit but I tell you there's no use Give it your prayer give to it your blessing Give it your love but I give all I'm stressing Let it be taken let it be free Let it be wild but I let it have me Pray it's a phase pray it less time Pray it to leave but I pray it is mine Speak of it's horror speak of it's personality Speak of it's sorrow but I speak of insanity Whisper it's secrets whisper it's tales Whisper your prayer but I whisper it fails Cry out with love cry out with lust Cry out with joy but I cry out unjust
mm I really like the ending...closes it all very nicely, endings are important in poems like this and you did it quite well.
