My mind
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Chaotic, Mad, Vivid
Depressed, Psychotic
The screaming in my brain never stops
The loopy-ness inside like a narcotic
Ever changing, Ever odd
The silence is never there
It drives me insane
You who I trusted with all I had
You who I acepted, no questions asked
You betrayed me, and didn't look back
Why did you torment me with lies and deceit
I loved you and I thought you didn't want to hurt me
I'm jealous of the people
Who never freak out!
I'm jealous of the people
Who only cry at books
And movies, and not in class!
I know I am so, so lucky
To have great family
My mind is a scene of nature.
Waking up,
It’s a barren desert.
A place waiting to be filled.
My thoughts manipulate the landscape.
Sometimes they’re fires raging through,
My thoughts
they spin
they twirl
lovely in their madness
their chaos
their beauty...
And I wish I could portray it
replicate it
draw it
grasp it
see it...
Its deep, mysterious and unknown, creative insightful and always dreaming it insists on nothing but new information to feed on, it holds thoughts only I have experienced and when I'm lying in bed at night it races on thinking wondering and puting
My mind is full of thoughts
Thoughts, like honeybees buzzing through their nest
They're flying around, without any rest.
My mind is full of dreams
Dreams that seem impossibly unobtainable
First time i saw didnt even pay attention to you
i was in a whole diferent world
my heart and soul was in a different destination
i dont know what lead you to me but you made me feel special
