Poetry & Skits

Losing My Mind (Skit)

Silent cries through these lonely nights, singing lullabies to comfort me and warm me up, and warm me up, as I look to the sky and ask my troubled mind 'Why?'

The General's mad at me, I couldn't blame him, cause it didnt have to be like this, but I caused it, I made it this way, now I'm trying to find a way to fix this.

Too many questions, so many clues. Why didn't I listen when I was told not to look?

I had to do things my own way (look where that led me)...

Now I'm stuck here, in the same position, Losing My Mind.