Things Ive Written On My Life

the wrong monster

How come all I can see
Is the wrong
In this world
How can I ever be free
Like those song birds
Here in reality
There is no Peter pan
For he's just child play
Maybe that's why theirs dreams
To keep hope
At least that's what I wanna believe
But I know for a fact they are never
Dreams
For dreams are nightmares
Either creeping up on you
By fantasy to make you fall to reality
Or hold you in the past future or fears
Fears that's another one
They say it's ok
It's normal
But how is it normal to be fearful
Of the good
There's only few here
Easily broken tainted or failed
I'm scared to hurt them too much
For I know I'm but a monster
In sheep's clothing
For I hurt the ones close
While the ones far away score me
And laugh
Laughter...
Hides many things
Like the pain that
Courses through my body
Like blood veins slowly feeling
My mind body and soul with horrible things
For it increases the more I hurt others
Yet my laughter will always ring
Insanity they say
For nothing is running through you
Nothing is telling you to end everything everyone
There's nothing
They give medicine and more
Yet for some reason it doesn't stop
but laughter does
It cuts it for a short while
Till I'm alone
Then my two way venom
Only has me too sting
No one else needs to suffer
For my wrong
For all I see
Is the wrong I cause
In people
Things
Me and
Every thing else
It's wrong
They're wrong
I'm wrong
Yet there's no right way
For no lighting
Can show you the way in life
Nothing
But love
I'll never have
For I hurt them to badly
So a monster unloved untouched
Till death cliams me in hell