Psycho

by Amy Jo   Apr 30, 2005


I cannot take this anymore
Saying the words I've said before
Just like the last time
It's like committing a crime

To you what is done is right
But to me it isn't so bright
I want to take away any pain you feel
With this I try and deal

In my mental state now
I can't answer the question of why or how
I can't explain how it triggers out
For a normal life I start to doubt

I wish to end the confusion of all
of why psychological problems fall
in a mental institution no
no no I wouldn't go

I have someway of hiding it inside
Pushing aside if any, my pride
Like a tiny demon conscience
Compact inside I try and squish

well it's worked well so far
From me sharp objects aren't barred
Because I hide the truth deep down
With the love that can be found

My body tingles at every thought
My pulse and heartbeat takes a shot
Crossed eyes and shaking body
My thoughts being oh so very naughty

violence an act of entertainment
Yet not and kind of a punishment
the blood boils and begins to rise
to be committed don't be surprised

Prance around oh so innocently
Slashing, scratching ...violently
Smile upon the face
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