Too many thoughts run through my mind at night,
like how the things in life just don't seem right.
so many nights i'll write these rhymes
writing about all these cold hearted times.
Too many things will pull me down,
they leave me here with a hidden frown.
too many problems that i try to ignore,
and in the end i can't take it anymore.
so many questions to why i feel this way,
yet no answers to why it goes on feeling the same.
