This is a poem I wrote when I was 16 and locked up in the state mental hospital in Independence Iowa (locked up in independence… how ironic) Prease comment if you read this… If it is well liked I want to turn it into a song for my friends band.
Sometimes no one cares.
Sometimes they lie to you.
Sometimes they bring you down,
Then leave you all alone.
Sometimes you really hurt.
Sometimes you’re not O.K.
Sometimes the pain is too much to bear,
You can’t make it go away.
Sometimes a razor blade.
Sometomes a .22
Sometimes an overdose on drugs,
Whatever is right for the mood.
Sometimes they cry at the funeral.
Sometimes they cry at the wake.
Sometimes they cry when they’re all alone,
So no one can see their pain.