I might be a psychopath
Give me something for my mind
There's this screaming inside my head
You'll be scared to know what's there to find
You might be a sociopath
Social skills, you don't know.
How to get by, let's play mind games
You're impulsive and everything's a show
Crazy, maybe even a lunatic
My head is sick and you wanna die
What a great couple of kids we are
Life is such a fart, it's fucking bizarre
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Amy's Poems
PoetryHi there I write poems to express myself. It's about my mental health but also about mental health in general. Maybe you can recognize yourself in my words, maybe not. I just like to share. I'll keep adding Poems to this 'book', so keep an eye open...
