i don't know where to go
am i losing it? i don't know
you ever hear, a silent cheer
slowly grows then disappears
i think i've lost my mind
an open door, an eye sore
i don't know what i'm in for
a silent cry, in the night
sing along just to feel all right
it helps me unwind
do a dance, sing along
there's not right way to get it wrong
happiness from a cynical
running out or arsenal
so now i guess i've got to try
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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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