Mentality

You are my first;
You are my last.
You are my future;
You are my past.

Past filled of torture;
Present filled of pain.
I hate being normal;
I hate being insane.

Not good enough for Christ;
Not bad enough for Satan.
I hate the thought of her
But I hate the thought of him.

Mind puzzled like a maze;
Round and round, circles I go.
I posses the knowledge of all
But nothing do I now know.