Pain
What the hell is wrong with me?
Why do I feel this way?
Hiding the pain, when all that I really want to do is,
Scream and kick and tear something up.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Why are you looking at me?
What the hell did I do?
Quit it dammit!!!
What the hell is wrong with you?
That is what they say...
I wish i could actually say
what the hell is wrong with me
I wish that i could actually tell them
I could blame it on my childhood
I could blame it on the drug
I could blame it on myself
Or i could blame myself
The ugly truth is...
That i dont know why.
So i silently go away
to be in my silent hell
inside my head.....my cell
by Tracy Burke
