The Looney Bin

not perfect nor beautiful
i'll run away from what is mine
need some devine intervention
the right place at the right time
but i found a way out, a way out
protected from the darkness in my mind
knowing i could be here forever
this place gives me no escape

ill stop overdoing things
stop bleeding on the floor
ill stop bruising walls with my fists
and stop wish in that i was no more

can we fix this mess?
can we dress?
can we work and play
in our sunday best?
can we have fun
all day long?
and can we dream happy dreams
when the bad ones are gone?

ill stop overdoing things
stop bleeding on the floor
ill stop bruising walls with my fists
and stop wish in that i was no more

i may seek a little attention
but at least i admit i need help
as my life crumbels out
and my world is falling down
and will i ever see you again?
can you ever enter my mind
and tell me how i feel?
can you please just enter my brain?

ill stop overdoing things
stop bleeding on the floor
ill stop bruising walls with my fists
and stop wish in that i was no more

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