Creation in my mind
The sadness of
every day
The pain I feel
inside
The rage and
bruised hands
Those cuts on legs
are nothing
Compare to hurting
soul
The thouts race
through my head
Will they stop at
all?
I cry my heart out
but there are no tears
It's anger which
consuming me
The bloody mind is
playing me
The dream so weird
and sad
Those people in my
dream
Their pain is mine
Leave me alone and
don't go away
I don't want you
near me
But I want you to
be here
I'm like two
magnets with opposite poles
It troubles me so
much and it doesn't at all
I'm happy
I'm putting my
mask on and play the role
The life story
The real me, inside,
hidden and scared
Who has outbursts
of anger, and anxiety so deep
With troubled mind
and the blade in my hand
I write the story
about my life.
Is that me ?
Those are like two
different people
But I am only one
with my two different lives
