Pen in my ahnd

I'm sitting here with a Pen in my hand
the feelings inside me I'm trying to understand
how do i describe whats going on in my head
trying to think of the words which could be said
i feel like I'm going crazy
because i don't understand why I'm feeling this way
but i cant stand to live another day
my life always seem great
but all of a sudden everyone i hate
i see all bad things
instead of good
not thinking things through
the way i should
how can i explain
if i don't know myself
looking for someone to listen and help
this poem seems pointless
because i don't know what to say
but i cant let this out any other way
so please listen to me
and try your best to understand
because keeping it to my self
i really can not stand
theres a feeling inside me
thats not love anymore
i feel like i could hurt him
trap him and .lock the door
this anger i have never felt
until he picked her over me
what i done wrong
i really can not see.