It's getting late, I can't sleep
Finish the book in front of me
Surf the web, have a drink
It's no use, I'm still me
My past hasn't changed
And I cant forget it
There is no use
I'll tie a noose
And hang it on my favourite tree
Then they'll see, I'm still me
YOU ARE READING
Just A Troubled Mind Looking For Peace
PoetryA collection of lyrically inclined phrases that have popped into my head over the years. ~B.A.L.K Much love. Hard love.
