All By Myself October 31 2000

Written by: Priscilla Larson

You feel restricted from the world,
detatched from reality.
In a sense of the word, freak comes to mind,
craziness is what you see.

Scattered thoughts run through your head,
thinking to yourself, "What's wrong?"
Not knowing what to do, where to turn, or how to fix it,
trying like h*ll to be strong.

Knowing you limited when it comes to trusting someone,
stuffing it further inside.
Keep your head low, with a quiet voice,
how much more can you hide.

Are you loosing control? Your mind is slipping away,
you sense it, this overwhelming fear grabs your life.
You don't fee human but filled with all this anger and tension,
you could cut it with a knife.

Wanting to trust, share your fears, 
confide how you feel.
Something is missing, there's a void inside, 
only emptiness & grief to fill the holes and that is what feels real.

There has been sadness in your life,
heartache & disappointments, everything you have seen.
Issues with trust, friendships and live,
true friends are hard to come by, certainly few & far between.