kitty
24-11-06, 01:35
hey ive just wrote this one am havin a really bad night so thought id put it on paper so to speak
I laugh but...
I laugh but deep inside i cry
I hit rockbottom, you think i'm high
How could you see behind my smile
Its been painted there for such a while
All my troubles hide inside
They are like a mountain high and wide
Its not your fault, you cannot know
If what i feel i do not show
You see theres more to this depression
The wish to end all this suppression
The anger you have never seen
Is more to me, its not a dream
A wish of death, desire to harm
Yet on the surface full of charms
A problem shared is not halved to me
In fact it turns at least to three
I share my feelings and then you are blue
A problem shared passed on to you
What causes me such grief such pain?
Will i truly smile again
As friends go i am sure i've many
But when i get low i have not any
Its true i can express others grief
And they stand back in disbelief
"How could you know the way i feel?"
How can i say it is not real
There is no god at least i think
Its no surprise people turn to drink
Its hard to look toward the future
When all you see is on your wrist a suture
The doctors just smile and say "there, there"
What do they know? why should they care
Police who say "this person is bad"
Neighbors who say "this person is mad"
Imaginary friends beat you up for a laugh
Then try to drown you in a bath!!!
Voices that tell you things so wierd
And yet you are convinced you heard
Tablets that make you sick and confused
If that is helping, you are doomed to lose
I could go on "please dont!!!", you scream
But sadly this is not a dream
It happens each day to so many of us
And its made worse when others make a fuss
hugs to all
kymxx
I laugh but...
I laugh but deep inside i cry
I hit rockbottom, you think i'm high
How could you see behind my smile
Its been painted there for such a while
All my troubles hide inside
They are like a mountain high and wide
Its not your fault, you cannot know
If what i feel i do not show
You see theres more to this depression
The wish to end all this suppression
The anger you have never seen
Is more to me, its not a dream
A wish of death, desire to harm
Yet on the surface full of charms
A problem shared is not halved to me
In fact it turns at least to three
I share my feelings and then you are blue
A problem shared passed on to you
What causes me such grief such pain?
Will i truly smile again
As friends go i am sure i've many
But when i get low i have not any
Its true i can express others grief
And they stand back in disbelief
"How could you know the way i feel?"
How can i say it is not real
There is no god at least i think
Its no surprise people turn to drink
Its hard to look toward the future
When all you see is on your wrist a suture
The doctors just smile and say "there, there"
What do they know? why should they care
Police who say "this person is bad"
Neighbors who say "this person is mad"
Imaginary friends beat you up for a laugh
Then try to drown you in a bath!!!
Voices that tell you things so wierd
And yet you are convinced you heard
Tablets that make you sick and confused
If that is helping, you are doomed to lose
I could go on "please dont!!!", you scream
But sadly this is not a dream
It happens each day to so many of us
And its made worse when others make a fuss
hugs to all
kymxx