If too much is shoved
Under my skin.
I can’t take it all
And I’ll explode from within.
Do I seem interested
Being alone?
Well I’m not, really
Listen to my tone.
I need peace
And solitude.
Time to think
Improve my attitude.
You try to convert me
With all of your ways
How do I tell you
This is how I want to stay:
Holding the pain
Going insane
I feel like my life
Is going down the drain
Who am I?
Where is my soul?
Can’t show weakness; can’t cry.
As I fall into the hole
Why do you hate me?
Is it because of my old “friends”
The ones I used to know
Until the freindship’s end.
I knew them so well
Now they’re enemies
How did this happen
Are you all against me?
I seem self-absorbed sometimes
But really, I’m not
I’m just in a dream world
When my life’s not so hot
Are you my friends
Is the hate just pretend?
I’m probably crazy
Or maybe
IT’S JUST TOO MUCH
AND I CAN’T
TAKE IT
ANYMORE.
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