Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Yeah, I know, I can get really lost;
There's a maze inside of me, and the walls keep changing, switching places, like they've got a mind of their own. 
I know mostly I feel like I'm the problem, and I feel like a ghost. So afraid I'd never be noticed, so I tried too hard. The realizations are hitting, really hard.

I wish I could stop 'em, but I'm not strong enough, the thoughts just creep in, then I feel like they're gonna leave again and I talk too much. It's a little hard to breathe, but this last time the one good thing is I'm looking at it for what it is, and she's right. 
I let all my hate for me, control every little piece of me. Now I'm here, a lot of sleepless nights, trying to change again. 
I kept looking at it like a bad thing, more change. Now I see it was wrong to, treat it that way. 

Yeah, I know, I can get really lost;
There's a maze in me, and the walls keep changing, switching places, like they've got a mind of their own. 
I know mostly I feel like I'm the problem, and I feel like a ghost. So afraid I'd never be noticed, so I tried too hard. The realizations are hitting, really hard.