It here on the internet that I'll explain my pain
Tell you all about the things I shoo away.
The stains of darkness that hide behind every smiling face.
The secret in my minds eye,
I've thoughts of millions of ways I could die.
The death and darkness is why I'm afraid to be left alone
That people will replace me with a clone.
I have little faith in any living thing I meet
Thus so, I'm worth little more than people's feet.
I know I'm young and I had a chance, but life a game as god watches his puppets dance.
I've watched as tho my close friends die,
I'm still incapable of letting them see me cry.
(Every now and then I piece my dark mind together in a mental breakdown and this is what came out of it. Enjoy!)
YOU ARE READING
The darkness of my mind. (In other words... a depressed dairy)
RandomIt is really a depressing segment I take from my diary to further vent out steam so... don't read it.
