sometimes
sometimes idk who i really am?
like feels like im lost, not really me.
i feel like some one drugs me every night.
who am i? when someone ask me a question...
i have no response back.
idk who i really am.
sometimes it feels like some one is pushing me off a cliff.
sometimes... im not me.
most of the time idk where i am.
most of the time idk who i really am?!
i cry ever night wishing to go back.
poison in my veins. falling to the ground.
dead with a gun and pills in my hand.
sometimes we got to go sometimes...
but in the end i will always love you.
This poem is about:
Me