Buzz

On top of the world
but still so very low
wishing every second
that my happiness would grow

dizzy and unbalenced
is how i feel inside
my voice is like an echo
that wont stop and abide

speeding cars can hit me
and take away my pain
sharpened razor blades eagerly
cutting through the vein

i've taken too much poison
as you can clearly see
this mess of a person
is just little ol' me