Another scrap of paper in a pile of other scraps….
4:50am
Help me please I am going insane
why can no one see inside and read my pain
I try so hard, but it all goes to waste
nothing good remembered just the mistakes
chain me down hard like a slave unfree
pull the chains tighter but i will break free
I am gonna cut loose like never before
then I will never wear this chain no more.
it’s all inside I can’t get it out
I can’t explain what I’m thinking about
it’s hard to talk like a bottle with a cap
like driving in the city first time with no map
so confused been insane for awhile
how can I grow up when I was never a child?
life is stagnant, unmoving, unchanged why can’t anybody help me bury the pain.