Messed Up
Sometimes the worlds hazy
I think I'm going to go crazy
The day starts out mild
but then it turns wild
Most of the time its bad
And I'm never glad
to be alive
Is life suppose to be this way
day after day
Cloudy and grey
I hear voices in my head
When I go to bed
It's the people of the dead
Sometimes I feel it
I know its there
and it likes to wear
the face of death
I can't feel it whole
But I know
it wont go
It's a fantastic feeling
When your willing
To know it's killing
you inside
When you hide from the world
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PoetryMessed Up Sometimes the worlds hazy I think I'm going to go crazy The day starts out mild but then it turns wild Most of the time its bad And I'm never glad to be alive Is life suppose to be this way day after day Cloudy and grey I...