June 17, 2011
By , Laurel, MD
Blood is gushing
I'm drifting in and out
No one has ever made feel the way I did
And I can't ever allow it to happen again
That's why I had to get rid of myself
That's why i am here now
In this big building, full of people just like me
They are "lost and misunderstood"
Just like me
But they don't act like me
These people seem crazy
I just solve my problems in different ways
These people see things that aren't here
So why should I be in this mental asylum
Maybe I'm not the crazy one, maybe it's you
You have never even tried solving your problems the way I do
Dont judge me, dont call me crazy
I could say you just fit into one of those ridiculous stereotypes
I'm not just another emo kid
I'm me
This person full of emotion, lost
If you would listen, just care a little
Youre my mother and my best friend
I know you love me but you're more worried about your own problems
You're never home, never listening

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