I should've given up caring
My mind is full of doubt
I feel like everyone is staring
More like glaring
I hope I don't pass out
I should've given up caring
The devil is swearing
I want to cry out
Yet everyone is staring
People and stress are overbearing
I just want to shout
I should've given up caring
My music was blaring
I'm a clout
(a target used in long-distance shooting, placed flat on the ground with a flag marking its center.)
Everyone is staring
Exclusion is wearing
I can't hangout
I should've given up caring
Because I feel like everyone is staring
YOU ARE READING
Stuck In The Mind
PoesieA poetry book of thoughts in my head, My own work but the cover is made by someone else. This is just a tiny glimpse of what my mind is like. I'm not stuck in the mud, I'm Stuck In The Mind.
