Im not sure of this mood
People are telling me I need a better attitude
But its only been with me a few days
Hope its not like it used to be and stays
Im thinking
Watching the rain fall around me without blinking
It this where I should be
Does anyone know the real me
I wonder does she
Its strange thinking like this again
Seeming as though I have no friends
No one to call no one to ask
Craving the ways of my past
Could just go running back
Though its not strength I lack
Just a reason
Coming up on my favorite season
Looking forward to the dead trees
And reflecting on the dead in me
The personality, the dreams, the goals Ive killed
All lost with the heart Ive now milled
Carved and cut and made hard
Wonder if all is lost pushed away too far
Is there a way to bring it all back
Look in myself for creativity, and only get black
Pitch black, moonless night, locked in a closet with no light
Curious how I could have lost all sight
Of what made me, Me
The one you really want to see
this is an amazing poem Adam, it's sad what it's about but the way you wrote it just shows so much emtions. I hope whatever is going on in you life that you get thru it and know that at one point in your life i was your bestfriend so i'm always here for you ok?
luv ya,
Jessi