Jan 01, 2005 11:50
so mixed up. have i changed?
am i drugged up?
or just deranged?
i feel a hunger deep inside
i cannot fill although i've tried
it hurts amazingly to live
there isn't much i'm willing to give,
to make this world a better place
i don't even wanna show my face
i am a walking talking mess
i'm psysically ill and depressed.
i'll take my water laced with pills
but think of all the joy that kills
to know i live a life uncured
i take my meds but i'm ignored
i'm humored by society
pretending theres others like me
i'm not alone i'm only dead,
inside my heart and soul and head
and that is why few apreciate
and few feel close and none relate...