Schizophrenic Smiles?
I wish I wish I could be more
I wish I had real smiles and real feelings
I wish I had a choice
a choice of not 2 roads untaken but one
right now I'm in the middle of the road and there's nothing at all
no light to guide
nothing not even the slight sight of tumbleweeds roll with me
I wish I could grapple onto the moon and come up with non pop culture references
I wish every day to find someone real
realer than me i guess, I wish I mattered,
that the days would be shorter and we were all just nicer
sometimes I wish for death
school  they can teach you a million and a thousand things to do
obedience, a quiet mind, to throw stones, to cry in the back of the classroom
yet somehow they forgot to mention as caretakers to fulfill us. to make us happy
maybe it's not their job but somehow I wonder if we're all screwed
if there's nothing left?
If I will ever amount to anything but an eventual rotting corpse
if I'm sick in the head....
I hear things
I hear footsteps and i hear sounds a hand grazing my head i feel what people would say
Crazy is as crazy does
so what if you don't move?
I hold very still and speculate if my life is going past me