crazyplumanna

I don't feel alive Today Cause my Brain is Dead My Face is Pinkish White My Eyes are Full of Two Buckets of Water My Ears can't Hear My Nose is at the North Pole My lips are Dry White Layers and Layers of Skin My Hands and My Fingers feel like Ice Since I never like to go out to say "Hi" to Mr. Sunshine So My Feet are as White as a White Person Oh Yeah To make your Mind as Sick as Mine You can see my Dark Purpleish Veins

In her world She is full of happiness She is unpredictable She is an animated character Her friends like her because she is weird When she looks at me I am ashamed to look back I pity her eyes, her smile, and her gentle heart I have so much sympathy for her Especially, when everyone takes advantage Why can't she be cruel like me Be spoiled like me Be resentful of others like me Be strong and selfish Why can't she be like me There is only one of me And one of you I want to pull you in One who is emotional One who is dysfunctional All I know You are the external me You can cry and scream at yourself All you know is

My life as the painting of chess garden Full of confusions Full of mazes Full of paths for you to take Make the right move You can make another Make the mistakable move You cannot go back to the past and change the future However, who makes all the moves for you until you are 18 The Kings and the Queens do The hearts, clubs, spades, and diamonds on the wall Are your prison guards whose makes decisions for you Protects you from harm Treats you like a baby Until the real world kicks in Then they'll show you the true meaning of tough love Also takes away your freedom of doing whatever you want You can't blame them T