Tourette's Syndrome

Everyday gets harder.
I'm stuggling more and more.
When I think I get farther,
my heart just gets sore.
Im wishing you'd forgive and take me back,
while they're laughing in my face.
I know there's alot I lack,
I just miss your warm embrace.
They make fun of what they dont even know.
Still I fake a smile,
so my brokeness wont show.

Im ashamed of myself,
and the things I just cant help.
Im sorry I have a disorder.
Now im really at the border.
The border of love and hate.
Is dying right now my fate?
Its thrown me over the brink.
You laugh at how I blink!
I know theres alot more,
Im much different from before.
But dont laugh when you have no clue.
If you're curious, you know what to do?
Ask me about it in person.
Cause when you're talking,
Im hurting. .