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Nothings wrong with me
I just can't express me
The real me.
You see me. Goth? Emo? What's wrong with him?
Alittle bit of everything.
Insecure in the head.
A bit psycho.
Maybe even going insane.
With all this mental pain.
I'm just sitting on the other side of the pane.
Twisted tinted more like tainted.
But it's what made me.
Yeah I hate it too.
And I'll be who I'd be.
Never truly accepted.
Do I have a disease?
Yeah and it won't please you.
My Distortion's social
I'm an outcast socially
I'm just shy actually
but I can't get along with you if you scare me
Yeah, what? Maybe you should stop being normal
So? It still scares me whatever you may be
Everything I'm thinking comes out the opposite
Opposite? maybe I'm just thinking it
And not wanting to say it
So I'll say it and spray it till you hear it.
Nothings wrong with me
I just can't express me
The real me,
Locked me up to be near 8 years
God that's when I moved here
People I never knew here and there
Wheres my place the friends I had
And out of 20 I kept 1 and now I've lost him too.
But it's not all that bad.
'Cause after awhile you learn to live with it.
- by Flyboy Houzuki |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/25/2009 |
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- Title: Turmoiled
- Artist: Flyboy Houzuki
- Description: It's just kinda about me and how I am I edited my original that I wrote on Facebook to be more suit-able to the terms and stuff.
- Date: 05/25/2009
- Tags: turmoiled unsocial pain goth distortion
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Comments (2 Comments)
- luvd_n_forgotten - 11/24/2009
- I think this poem has real heart! You show life can be lonely and people easily misunderstood. But you have to move on with life. I love it! Please write more.
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- Pencil Thin Gentleman - 05/31/2009
- Very nice, I can say that I understand where you're coming from- just keep pushing on bro.
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