Friday, September 14, 2012

sometimes I think I might grow up to be insane

I'm so confused on views
feelings overwhelm me
what's the point in expressing anything
we are not made to me alone
but being with; well, that's exhausting
in what you may think of me
I'm numb
and to all the others
bitterness attacks
advice attacks
my thoughts attack
leads me one state of mind to another
let me escape to my realm
the realm of my mind
it's only safe for a while
until I express
but I won't

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