Geting over the sickness

by Sarah Hotard   Apr 6, 2005


Tilt my head back and wonder
why the rain and thunder
only comes around
when I am in this room with you
I wanna tell you how I feel
I wanna breathe in what is real
I wanna take away my sanity
Take away all this vanity

This is all inside my head
this is nothing new
this is what I have to do to prove
what i gotta do to make you accept me
So take a look at my face
am i laughing?
No I aint
This i my maddness
I'm getting over my sickness

I naw and stratch at the thought of you
I don't wanna be here too
you wanna make me feel like sh**
You already accomplished it
I wanna break the neck you use
I wanna make you feel the abuse
the abuse you put me through
My sickness was caused by you

You made me who I am
You made me worthless again
one more day of this cr*p
I may not make it back

These words I say may not come out right
If you think I\'m crazy...i might be
But just remember why I am who I am
You caused me shame
Don't mind my ways or words
I don't know any cures
This is my shameless
I'm getting over my sickness

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