if you dont read this from begining to end you probably have an attitude like me yea ive got an attitude cant you see maybee i just dont have jesus or drugs like you maybee i need something i dont have why do you care anyway you dont know me my picture in your head who him, hes my enemy sure i want more than nothing at least i dont ignore it desire in a world of emptyness what is it it worth anyway when i cant share it with anyone and how come every time i want something people dont want me to have it then when i change my mind they change theres theres two types of people that look at me those who think they see themselves and those who don't know there looking at a mirror maybee theres someone who sees me when they close there eyes well i cant see them when mine are open so what the fuck does it matter most say there's a god above us and he loves us right? well he either he doesn't love me just wont help me or cant help me i don't know which is worse you tell me i have ears to hear with im only a man your useing me like a toy and its my fault cause im a recall fuck but thats ok right? cause your gonna give me something to be mad about rub it in they say ill make it i havent made it yet they say its not to late why do they tell me to give up theres to many people would it matter if i was dead which one of you would miss me and would i miss you how am i to know when no one comes is it cause ive got an attitude? and some people say i destroy myself can you tell me who i am you seem to think you know me better oh well i probably wont get an answer i bet this makes my picture in your head look a little clearer i hate that impersonator hes a jerk
Reason for writing:
life
Birth sign: Scorpio
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