No Sense

Lack of sleep 
In my mirror resides a creep
Because into disaster is where i leap
I've planted my demons its time to reap
If I can survive this I will be amazed
Look into my eyes do they seem more crazed
But this isn't the way i was raised
You wouldn't believed the trail that I've blazed
Because I'm the forgotten one
Forever I'll be the disappointing son
And from my past I will constantly run 
Because Jack is my new favorite pun
Do I care about the way you feel
To me you will never be real
My happiness is not something you can steal
Try and that gives me a reason to kill
I am the one who is totally fed up 
My anger is soon to erupt
I just can get unstuck
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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December 6, 2011 at 6:02 PM
everyone holds anger and the anger they hold hurts them way more than the folks its directed at..because if those people cared a wit for your feelings they wouldn't act as they do..hope you find a way to be content and that you always have enough..Light & love
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