**wrote this during my accounting class, so it's a...
The thoughts...

I only smile,
Because I'm sick of crying...

I've gotten into a ruck again,
I can't find the way out...

Sometimes wish I could have gone.
Sometimes wish I could have left...

I hate this feeling of displacement,
Not knowing where I'm headed...

They try to hurt me,
They try to pull me down...

Scratch, cut, slice and pop...
Take it from me...

Ever done something so irrecoverable,
That just thinking about it makes you cringe...

No longer can you feel my pain,
No longer can you see me hurt...

Why do i mainly write sad?
Is it because I am that...

When I read your poems,
They brought tears to my eyes...

CUNTASTIC!
A world or revolving shit...