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I don't know what I'm doing
and I'm not sure if I ever did.
These worries wear me down
and sit heavy on my chest,
but I have no plan for my future
because I'm not sure
if I even want one.
Mad
I am going mad
But don't you dare feel sad
I don't want your pity
This isn't a "feel better committee"

I laugh at everything
And all I hear is ringing
ringing ringing ringing
Of the doorbell in my mind
Someone must be trying to get inside!

Not once have I let someone in
Do you think it could be an assassin?
Maybe this person is trying to make me sane
Well their efforts are obviously in vain

Once you are gone you can never come back
Peace of mind is what I am lacking
lacking lacking lacking
All the friends I could of had
They're not like me, they are not mad
A wise man once told me
You have to stand for something or you'll fall for everything
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