Friday, November 21, 2008

Peels Of Confusion


I am me. I think I am me.


I know what I want. I DON'T know what I want.


I'm Happy. I'm Miserable.


I'm in Love with someone I barely know. I really don't fucking know what love is.


I see the truth in your eyes. Your eyes always tell all the lies.


I have time to become who I want. My life is withering away like grains of sand in a storm.


The Darkness makes me tremble. The Darkness guides me.


I love living things. I love to Kill.


I have some friends. I have some potential enemies.


My family is my everything. My family is the stigmata in which my life slowly rots in.


Everyone like and admire me. Everyone loath and pitty me.


I'm healthy. I'm sick.


I am gifted. I am Nothing.


I am Confused. I am Confused.

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