as i walk down the memory lane
i can see myself
laughing,joking,making frenz on the outside
while inside me..there is pain
i know not from whence it comes
i dont know how melancholy sets in
all i know, sometimes i think i will go insane
i can see people pass by
jokes being cracket
i am a part of everything
yet i am not there
is something wrong with my brain?
i can hear noises
i can feel things
but it seems like
its not life....
its like watching a train
why i feel this void
why this strangeness
why is that everything is perfect
but there is something so wrong
i wish i knew what it is.....
before life slips like grains.
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