Lala Land

by Robyn Thomas   Jan 23, 2005


In my head I'm searching
For the perfect place
To just lie and never come back
Where no one can see my face

I need to find my happy spot
To relax and love my life
Because in this world I can't do that
It's just one huge strife

However, there are some downsides
To live in my own land
In my own land, I can't cry
And I can't hold your hand

I can't cut myself anymore
To let out all my pain
I can't walk home alone
In the pouring rain

In lala land, I'd be alone
With no one to cry with me
Especially not you, oh no
You wouldn't do s#i+ for me

I'd love to live in lala land
But I'd hate it just as much
There are no razors in lala land
No poetry and such

And as I've said before
I'm not allowed to cry
I need to cry, It's just what I do
Don't ask me the reason why

My biggest point is still to come
And it's the reason that I'm in lala land
The reason I cry every night
The reason I cut my hand

The reason is you
The person I love yet hate
The person I'd hate to live with
The person I'd want to mate

You are the reason, along with some others
That I've turned to being a cutter
You are the one who exiled me
The one who turned me into a nutter

I've been sent to lala land
Just because of you
It was because I loved you
But then again, that's nothing new

Take me away from this place
Take me in your arms
Take me away from this hell
That's doing me even more harm

I want to leave
And never come back
Let me go...
Before I really crack

Lala land is nothing nice
It's hell for you and me
Please, please just come and take me....
Come and set me free

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