Panic
From a manic depressive
Thoughts
About knots left from being alone
Breaking
The growing barriers that have been made by others
Kill
Just for the thrill of destroying fake feelings made by lovers
Run
Get away from the con we call problems
Why
Did I make all the careless mistakes while I was under the weather?
Where
Was there an opportunity to make things better?
When
Will things change and stay that way?
What
Will my future be like when all is said and done?
How
Is it possible for all the scum of the earth to thrive?
Can
I truly get over this distrust for humanity and "survive"?
Questions asked
Answers stated
Issues passed
And problems faded
All things have to change
But hope has a range
Deposited my good feelings
Saved them for later
Withdrew my sadness and sorrow
Get it over with so I can have a better tomorrow.
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