My unsaid thoughts -October

October 3rd

I love you, are suck scary words to me
I love you are different for each person I tell
I love you, doesn't always end well

I think I'm broken
Nothing makes sense anymore
What's even the definition of broken
Because I think I am something I don't even know how to describe

For me, angry has never made much sense
I either start crying, or swinging
Nether is good if your ask me.
How can being angry make you cry
How can being angry make you see red
I just wanna know, make it make more sense to me

My mind has never been, a so called peaceful place
My mind is like a maze
One wrong corner and you hear loud voices that seem to never to stop
Take a left and it's crazy, loud thoughts running a hundred times a second
Get lost and you never come out