Sometimes if you separate the poem into stanzas the reader finds it more appealing. So I took the liberty of changing a few things to make it sound smoother and I hope i didn't change the meaning.
Blast the stereo high for
I don't want to hear the lies.
I'm so lost, deep in the dark.
Confusion loses me.
who should I believe?
who should I walk away from?
Again its my fault
again my heart shatters.
School is no escape
Enemies become friends,
friends become enemies
nothing make sense.
I feel so guilty
my fault again
my soul darkens.
I try to hide, I try to run
But I keep getting pulled in
Drama is everywhere
blood seeps to the floor
Its my fault, my fault