Questions Poem by Neeka Neekz

At times it feels as if my life as been put on hold
Standing still at the moment
Not realizing that I’m getting old
Putting my thoughts on paper
Even though I got to go to work later
Pouring my heart out
No one seems to hear me cry
Crying on the inside, laughing out loud
As they would normally say
I’m only putting on a show
Covering up all the heartaches and headaches
Is there someone out there?
Can someone give me a helping hand?
All I’m trying to do is accomplish my dreams
Not waking up every morning and have to scream
Who can I turn to?
Who can I call?
Who is going to be there to catch me when I fall?