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[squeezypie]

A poem that I wrote in abadheart. I abandoned that journal a loooooooooooong time ago. It was my first poem I ever wrote. I'm still kinda proud of it.

I want the music always
playing in your mind.
I want the feelings always
shooting from your eyes.
A dark and dusty life I lead,
I can't close my eyes till midnight
but I have nothing to see.
I lock myself in
to see you struggle to get me out.
What the hell is wrong with me,
Living here so distantly,
No passion, no heart, no life.

I have alot of beautiful things,
you know I don't care.
I have a loving family,
you know I don't care.
I want the passion enough
to not need a reason to live.
I want to be okay being me.
I don't want to have to wonder,
what the hell is wrong with me,
Living here so distantly,
No passion, no heart, no life.

You are the ignorant fool.
You refuse to think you're doomed,
and that helps you refuse to fall.
Help me, make me stupid,
Let me come live in your world.
A world of joy and self-esteem,
A world of pride.
I world where I dont have to
wonder and cry,
what the hell is wrong with me,
Living here so distantly,
No passion, no heart, no life.

I don't want you to come and cry with me.
I want you to know
I envy you, the things you do,
the things you feel, can the be real?
Help me, make me stupid,
Drag me to a world of ignorance and lies,
A world of disappointment.
I'm sick and I'm not human,
Drag me, drug me, all you want.
Analyze me, maybe then you'll know,
what the hell is wrong with me,
Living here so distantly,
The poison is here, I like it here,
No passion, no heart, no life.