I'm mad, and me. love poems, they release everything inside. |
I love the way it makes me feel,
Each time I see your face...
How would you feel if you knew,
That really, I hate myself...
If I seem unconcerned,
It's because of how I think...
I could die tonight,
On the birth of the year...
On the outside looking in,
It never really matters...
I've done it again, now I'm falling,
I've done it again, now I'm out...
I want to cut into you,
Make you entirely mine...
I want to cut into you,
Make you entirely mine...