FUNNY FACES

FUNNY FACES

Teenage years escalate these tears
secret affairs what has no name
this crush could kill this fantasy
Im finally realizing that I need help.

Somethings wrong that feels so right

where is the switch wheres the light
where can I go?I dont know
this thing is so subtle so slow.

I dont understand it, I cant deny it

cursed with moods that have no end
I cant escape this  pit im in
 how can riding high ever be sin.

Sometimes  happy, sometimes  sad
north pole and south pole
where is my equator?
rage and passion poured in hot fashion
I fear the worst is yet to come.

My mind has a mind of its own
If it were not for these poems
how would I cope? Im on a rope.

Its all psychologic, minds on dope
Im burnt out so tired so weak
time is slowed to turtoise pace
how can I ever endure this race.

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