If only they'd see my brain.
My heart is a vial of darness,
Sealed with a cork made of pain,
People may feel that im heartless,
If only they'd see my brain.
//
I often ask why am i like this,
So damaging, hurt, a fool,
All of my life ive been fighting,Myself, the jester, a tool.
//
My actions and words are a terrible curse,
They happen before i can think,
Im actually certain my next action will hurt,
and it will fill up the bathroom sink.
//
I have difficulty knowing myself,
I struggle to gain control,
I feel immune to all kinds of help,
I will pass before I get old.
//
Sometimes my own thoughts scare me,
I can never get them to stop,
I hate it when people compare me,
To anything that i am not.
//
My mind is shrouded with screams,
From my internal dialogue,
I am lost and there's no way to see,
My way through the sea and the fog.
//
My heart is a vial of darness,
Sealed with a cork made of pain,
People may feel that im heartless,
If only they'd see my brain.












