John MacGill• Show poetry

I never know what to say in these things

life just is a blur to me it passes so quick but yet so slow
quick because the days fly in but slow because each day is the same bullshit
i have trouble trusting people because of voices telling me things that i think they may be thinking like thinking bad about me why do i care you tell me man this is hard to explain correctly

put it this way the voices are my thoughts but I'm not in control of them they say what ever i know makes me feel bad but its like an outside influence that my ears pick up i know its not me hearing people (now) but only voices that hide among the shadows of my mind never to be seen only heard

and its still hard not to believe there is some truth in what my mind is telling me TRUST one of those small words but has a big meaning i don't think iv ever trusted someone not even a family member i know i know what a sad existence but I'm not here live my life by what people think is normal i run my life not anyone else

there's that many different thoughts in my head right at this minute so ill come back or add me on msn if u want to get to know me a bit better cheers