I used to be happy.
I used to feel free.
But now I am locked in a cage with no key.
I used to smile.
And that smile was real.
But now my face lies,
No one knows how I feel.
Sometimes all I want is for someone to know,
About the monsters in my head.
And the fear that grows.
It grows into my mind, and out of my mouth.
And when I speak, people shout.
They tell me I'm crazy.
They tell me I'm dark.
They say I'm a psycho with no sign of a heart.
But all the things they say,
Those things are not true.
Because really I'm just a girl who's empty and scared.
Really I'm just someone who deeply cares.
I care about him and I care about you.
I care about them even though I don't want to.
So please don't call me Psycho.
Please don't call me insane.
Cause underneath I'm just a girl,
With thoughts in her brain.
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Killing Thoughts
PoetryKilling Thoughts is a poetry book. I use it to express my feelings. Some poems have different rhyming patterns because I'm experimenting with different things. Hope you enjoy it!