The Messed Up Book of Poetry

van Gogh

Someone tell me the way life's supposed to go.
Voices tell me things I cannot control.
(I feel like I have the madness of van Gogh.)

My mind races like the Grand Prix in Monaco.
Zooming faster and faster, I can't collect them as a whole.
Can someone tell me the way life's supposed to go?

I don't want anyone to ever know,
The visions I see take a great polaroid.
(I feel like I have the madness of van Gogh.)

My mind is insane it's in the portfolio,
I wish I could control my mind and heart and soul
Can someone tell me the way life's supposed to go?

I'm slowly realizing I can't win though
People think it's a dramatic Oscar winning role
(I feel like I have the madness of van Gogh.)

I wish those voices didn't have audio.
The mania has slowly taken its toll.
Can someone tell me the way life's supposed to go?
(I feel like I have the madness of van Gogh.)