I don’t know how I feel
Do I feel sad?
mad?
lonely
fake?
Real?
I don’t know which way to go
I’m stuck
My body is trapped in pool of sticky muck
I don’t want to be here or go there
I am immobile so I sit and stare.
Or I spin around in a circle
Round and round turning purple
If only I could decide
Stop this never ending ride.
A trip that takes me nowhere
Nowhere is the place where I hide
Where do I belong
Every place I go feels wrong
I’m weak and confused
Why can’t I be strong?
Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128
Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 1:27 PM UTC
I don’t know how I feel
Do I feel sad?
mad?
lonely
fake?
Real?
I don’t know which way to go
I’m stuck
My body is trapped in pool of sticky muck
I don’t want to be here or go there
I am immobile so I sit and stare.
Or I spin around in a circle
Round and round turning purple
If only I could decide
Stop this never ending ride.
A trip that takes me nowhere
Nowhere is the place where I hide
Where do I belong
Every place I go feels wrong
I’m weak and confused
Why can’t I be strong?
Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128