My mind never stops running
No matter what I try to do to make it stop
My wounds keep reopening no matter how many stitches I use
Help
No one ever hears
Why do I even try shouting anymore
I feel like a lost teenager trying to find my place in the world
Trying to find my place in the puzzle
But I don't seem to fit anywhere I place myself
Why
I don't know
Maybe because I'm too wild and crazy you never know if I'm going to be crying or smiling
Maybe both
I can't seem to control it no matter how many meds the doctors give me
Lost
Raw
Wild
I guess that's me but what would I know I can't tell what I see in the mirror anymore.
About the Creator
Benita Gonzalez
Just a woman trying to make it in this messed up world and I'm trying my best it's not over till I'm underground
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