Feeling overwhelmed with what's going on
Don't ask me how I handle this
I just do what needs to be done
Yeah, I've got my reasons
But don't be mistaken
This isn't bliss
Not from what I've done

I should have listened to my intuition
But it's too late
Now I'm numb
And there's no exit
Just me in this closet
With so many secrets

Metaphors all around
Which go round and round
You'll never understand
But I'm sure you will
One day

How long will this last
How long will I survive
Who knows
Certainly not me
Just a nobody in my twenties
Who has a knack for poetry
Writing and writing
Only for it to bring nothing
Nah, it makes me forget about reality
So I guess that's something

Where is this going?
Who knows, certainly not me
Just a nobody in my twenties
Who lives in poverty
Hey, have some money?
I'll write you a lovely story
With a man named Johnny
Who has a girlfriend named Lucy
She's real juicy
BUT WAIT
She's a zombie
That's pretty filthy
I'm sorry

This poem turned out pretty bad
But it is what it is
Insomnia at it's finest
Anyways, I hope you have a splendid day
So goodbye, farewell
See you in hell.

I swear I'm not crazy
not totally, but maybe
I like to say things and experience things
not bad things, well not really
but good things, great things most definitely
I hope I don't seem strange to you
hopefully just a tad bit funny
making people laugh makes my world all sunny
though the brightness makes me feel crazy
not really, but maybe, I really don't know
my mind has been kinda muddy
I hope that's okay, please don't take pity
I swear I wasn't always like this
it was that stupid talking bunny
it took my family and even split my identity
there are a gazillion people inside me
well maybe, I don't know in all honesty
I feel strange talking about this
I think it's my tummy, it's getting hungry
where's daddy? where's mommy?
can they give me some gummies?

Don't be silly and wrap your ***** said a hippy named Billy
who was ***** for a gypsy who was clearly into whiskey
and was ready for a ****** even after feeling ******.

Don't you think it's strange
How easily my moods can change?

From temperamental, sad and all that
To laughing and happy in a second flat.

Sometimes I wonder
If it's a different person coming up from under.

Because that's the only thing that can explain
How I go from smiling to a world of pain.