Im going crazy, its driving me nuts
I don’t know what to do, but this is enough
My life seems like a mess, everythings going wrong
Like f**king hell I hear voices in my head, dude theres somethings wrong
Theres no one to talk to, no one that’s cares
Im so f**king alone, and im really scared
I want to tell someone how I feel, to know that they care
But I cant, cos they don’t, so I write poetry
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know wats wrong
Don’t kno how to fix, don’t know if I can go on
Im not saying my goodbye, im writing wat I feel
Since no else cares, I can only trust me
I hear people crying, and people screaming
And I write what I wasn’t thinking
f**k, theres something wrong with me
I’m f**ked, no ones there, no one to hold me and say its ok
I don’t remember what I dream of anymore
I don’t remember anything, its like im not me
Im someone from somewhere else
But I still act like me, and people say im the same.
Im sick of thinking, it f**ks my brain
Makes me all confused, im not the same
I like this guy, he says he likes me to
But then, all of sudden I think, he don’t like me no more
I haven’t like someone this much in such a long time
Don’t know if I’ve ever liked someone as much as him
Theres just something about him, that makes me feel safe
Something about him I like to chase
He makes me smile, when im sad
Just hearing his voice, makes my day
He doesn’t know this, I don’t have the guts to tell him
I wanna kno how he feels though, its probably not the same
My life’s really weird, its really really confusing
But only one person makes me happy
I never see him, and I harldy talk to him
But I don’t know how he does it
I must sound like a retard, saying that’s he amazing
But I love the way he smiles, I’m in love with his voice
I love the way he acts, I love everything bout him
But I’m not in love wit him, cos I don’t believe in that sh*t
People say they love you, don’t believe it either
Its all bullsh*t man, they don’t know the meaning of it
I don’t know what it feels like to be loved
Now days, everyone buys through life
It’s all about the money, not bout each other
This world’s pointless now, its just filled with war
Who the f**k invented money
Cos that b**ch wrecked it all
I think that, if there was more love
And people forgive and forget
It might be a good place, something worth living in
But at the moments it is hell
Ok, so like ma poem doesn’t rhyme
But I think you got my message
Well I got my feelings out
I feel so much better
by anasha
mmmmm..its not too good..but i was really ..i jus cudnt handle myself..i hadnt talked to anytin bout anyone for ages..nd it jus got to me..so yea..had to write poetry tto express ma feelings..mm..hope u like it anyway.
