Why should your opinion affect me?
Why should your way of thinking determine my future actions?
Why should I be a slave to other people who could care less if I died?
All my life I've wondered what it would be like to let loose,
Lose my sense of right and wrong,
Be my own person...
I want to be myself...
I want to understand myself.
Life makes you cold,
Love is meant to keep us warm,
Without it, where are we?
What's the point of living if not for loving?
What is my purpose in life?
If it isn't to love, to give someone this love,
What am I living for?
What do you do?
When all the exits are blocked?
When your best isn't good enough?
Do you give up?
Do you let go?
Or do you try again?
Strangely enough,
I'm still surviving without my heart,
The pain it caused was too much to bear,
The only thing I have left is the day to day misery I know so well.
Inside my Mind (part 2)
.....got fed up with the world and this is the end result.....enjoy!Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
