just something i wrote the other nite, tell me what you think
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all these feelings twisting inside
to which i despise
and to which i reply
that sir i don't even feel high
all you people better get up and recognize
on which emotion i should feel and rely
he looks on with such pain
and then wonder if its me thats insane
i curl into a ball
feel myself start to spin and fall
i hate everything i feel
sometimes are just hard to coupe and deal
thats how i see myself
and ask if i really need help
its all how society witnesses
the subject which needs only so many dismisses
its hard to put meaning into words
thats why we're quick to pick up our swords
is it emotion or fate
or just our minds state
the one and only mistake
to choose death over life
is the only choice left
~
all these feelings twisting inside
to which i despise
and to which i reply
that sir i don't even feel high
all you people better get up and recognize
on which emotion i should feel and rely
he looks on with such pain
and then wonder if its me thats insane
i curl into a ball
feel myself start to spin and fall
i hate everything i feel
sometimes are just hard to coupe and deal
thats how i see myself
and ask if i really need help
its all how society witnesses
the subject which needs only so many dismisses
its hard to put meaning into words
thats why we're quick to pick up our swords
is it emotion or fate
or just our minds state
the one and only mistake
to choose death over life
is the only choice left
