deep inside

When I search inside
I see all of my memories
So I get upset
Then I block people out
Like a firewall against spam
My mind deletes people from existence
In my mind you don’t really exist
You are a figment of my imagination
I think about life and existence
‘Why do we live’ or ‘do we actually live’
Or ‘what’s life’ and ‘what’s our reason in life’
I listen to rock because it describes what I’m about
All the pain I’ve felt and all the bad experiences
Most of the time I feel like blocking people out
Just kicking them out to have them gone
Gone from my life
Gone forever
I think very hard
I will confuse you with any topic
This is what I’m about
This is me





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