You look atme as if you do not see
Everything boiling inside of me.
You walk with me nearly everyday
But its clear you don't want to stay.
What I am is not normal
What I am cannot completely be explained.
I am the empath who doesn't feel everyone's emotions
But knows they're there.
I am the schizophrenic who hears no voices
But know they're there, speaking horrid things.
I am the tear that's not there
But knows it wants to fall.
For every trick you play
I throw myself against the wall.
For every word you speak
Your eyes say more.
But for me...
I am the door to failure
You so wrongly chose to open...
Author notes
2-15-09
really freaking bad!
