I always thought
that I understood
a good deal
about people.
I always picked everything apart
and could see things for what they were
and I was almost never wrong.
But now I get the feeling
that I'm only scratching the surface.
Everyone I thought I knew
is changing
and I see their other sides
through the broken glass
and I'm terribly
confused.
The people I looked up to
are nothing but snobs
and the people who were my friends
are leaving me in the dust
to rot alone.
I see people
who act like best friends when they're together
and gossip behind their backs
and the whole thing makes my head ache.
I thought I'd seen it all
but I was so very wrong.
And now
I'm almost never right
and I keep making mistakes
and everyone makes me feel worse than I was before.
And I think
that this is what
madness must be:
when your entire world
gets turned upside down
and you're never entirely sure
what's real and what's imaginary,
and what's right and what's wrong.
Every step could be a misstep
that sends you further down
and there's no way out.
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Thoughts and Things
PoetryA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
