Inker - The Random Poetry

Tortured

The feeling that everybody don't listen to you

They can't understand me

Is anything that bothers them?

They don't understand

Yeah, i think they do not understand

Being fucked up

Being torturing inside

This dark and complexity of me

Yeah i just pretend

Because for me everything is fucked up

Is there something to me that they don't understand?

Why would they do this?

I pretend that i'm strong, i'm happy, i'm smiling

It's so hard to cover it all

I don't understand people

I probably don't believe them

I probably don't trust them

Everything is just fucked up

This dark and complexity of me

They will never understand

It kills me

Yes, it kills me when they don't understand

The spinning and imaginations

Closing eyes and shapeshifting

Why i fucked up everything?

The thorn of roses

I imagine them darkly

Shapeshifting and the mask

I'm choking hard, choking myself

They will never understand

They will never...