Thoughts
I thought I had friends,
But true, I don’t have many
The ones that I do have
I don’t treat very well
I live in this world
With hope that is missing
When I am the problem
My mind is closing
I don’t know why I feel this way
I’ve had a pretty darn good day
But sometimes mi sing
In my life
Something blatant
As a knife
I feel as though
My thoughts are frightened
Running away until
Im alone
My thoughts have
Abandoned me
Im forced to
Think of more thoughts
Thoughts like:
Im alone
Nobody really likes me, they just pretend to
I am a bad person
My thoughts seem to close
Around me
Trapping me
Until there’s nothing
Left
Im trapped inside my
Own mind
I can’t think of
Anything else
Anything good
Anything
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