I feel like I have spoken,
All the words I've never said.
Though I know that I am living,
I mostly feel dead.
When I reach my destination,
I don't know where I am;
I care most of the time,
But don't give a ****
I dream a lot,
But I never really sleep.
I'm calm with my chaos,
Just not the havoc that I wreak.
I like the freedom of choices,
But hate to make a decision;
I'm walking against traffic,
Waiting for a collision.
I laugh when it's not funny,
It's funny because you're serious;
Most of the the apparent things,
Are actually quite mysterious.
All these woes and trials,
I'm smiling through it all;
I'm constantly off balance,
But I never seem to fall.
This is just a little insight,
To the person that I am,
I'm sorry if you don't like it,
Frankly, I don't give a ****
May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 7:25 PM UTC
I feel like I have spoken,
All the words I've never said.
Though I know that I am living,
I mostly feel dead.
When I reach my destination,
I don't know where I am;
I care most of the time,
But don't give a ****
I dream a lot,
But I never really sleep.
I'm calm with my chaos,
Just not the havoc that I wreak.
I like the freedom of choices,
But hate to make a decision;
I'm walking against traffic,
Waiting for a collision.
I laugh when it's not funny,
It's funny because you're serious;
Most of the the apparent things,
Are actually quite mysterious.
All these woes and trials,
I'm smiling through it all;
I'm constantly off balance,
But I never seem to fall.
This is just a little insight,
To the person that I am,
I'm sorry if you don't like it,
Frankly, I don't give a ****