i don't know exactly where your mind is
it can't be up to no good
there has to be a way to explain all of this
believe me, i would if i could
they keep on saying you gotta clean up your act
what's the problem if i'm okay
it has to do with something they can't understand
so keep blowing their advice away
he keeps on fiddling on his trusty 6 strings
it's the only thing that keeps him sane
who knows what my emotions will bring
as long as it keeps battling the pain
as you tie up your arm one more time
you say that it's gonna be all right
because whatever the future will find
will be better than what's clogging my mind
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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