enter my mind, a whole world of nothing
the bleak walls never talk about anything
hiding behind the door you see the red stain
never makes sence when it has to rain
im scared about not feeling this pain
i think i have really nothing left to gain
give me somthing to escape the cage
never understand my own rage
now that you see that nothing is wrong
you can go home and play me a preety song
YOU ARE READING
my mind
Poetrya little poem about what i feel about my mind please comment let me know if you like it or not thanks