an ugly mind.
the drugs...
they are inside me
and they aren't coming out.
i
myself
a sad gloomy person
no life
no self worth
ramble ramble
suicide
hah
i have no motivation for that
i have no motivation at all
iin anything
ask me my goals in life
my ambition
my dreams
i shall reply
i have no fucking clue
going no where fast
waiting for a crash
BANG BOOM
straight into reality
oh god it's here
reality
i realize i need to grow up
where to start
where to begin
do i look for guidance
professional or friend
could they help me?
yes YES i am crazy
crazy enough to be locked away?
i seem to think so sometimes
but maybe i'm giving myself to much credit
motivation
movement
move
none of these things i do
im here
still here
same place
not moving
rooting down to my surroundings
only bitching about how shitty i think i have it
again
i give myself to much credit
drained
completely drained
of beauty and brains
maybe the drugs
or the craziness
either way
i am no longer a good human
ramble ramble
WORDS words w-o-r-d-s
meaningless
meaningless
rambles of my brain
demons come out!
demons?
there are no demons
this doesn't begin to make any goddamn sence.
do not read
no one is
woest me
sad gloomy girl
thriving on her emotions and geeking ways
aaaaaaaaah
shut the fuck up
where did i lose myself?
when i lost you?
shut up
i was gone way before then
looking for excuses of why i am miserable
sure he helped
but i've done it to myself
woest fucking me
i though if i did something crazy enough
they would lock me away
then i would bitch about that too
so i shall sit here
and bitch to you...
august 11 ,2006
they are inside me
and they aren't coming out.
i
myself
a sad gloomy person
no life
no self worth
ramble ramble
suicide
hah
i have no motivation for that
i have no motivation at all
iin anything
ask me my goals in life
my ambition
my dreams
i shall reply
i have no fucking clue
going no where fast
waiting for a crash
BANG BOOM
straight into reality
oh god it's here
reality
i realize i need to grow up
where to start
where to begin
do i look for guidance
professional or friend
could they help me?
yes YES i am crazy
crazy enough to be locked away?
i seem to think so sometimes
but maybe i'm giving myself to much credit
motivation
movement
move
none of these things i do
im here
still here
same place
not moving
rooting down to my surroundings
only bitching about how shitty i think i have it
again
i give myself to much credit
drained
completely drained
of beauty and brains
maybe the drugs
or the craziness
either way
i am no longer a good human
ramble ramble
WORDS words w-o-r-d-s
meaningless
meaningless
rambles of my brain
demons come out!
demons?
there are no demons
this doesn't begin to make any goddamn sence.
do not read
no one is
woest me
sad gloomy girl
thriving on her emotions and geeking ways
aaaaaaaaah
shut the fuck up
where did i lose myself?
when i lost you?
shut up
i was gone way before then
looking for excuses of why i am miserable
sure he helped
but i've done it to myself
woest fucking me
i though if i did something crazy enough
they would lock me away
then i would bitch about that too
so i shall sit here
and bitch to you...
august 11 ,2006