I.Am.No.Good
I am no good, I am no "nice", And even when I try, My gentleness is not kind. I may be caring, I may be good. But deep down in me, I see a blackhole. People expect a person, I know I am pretending. It's so easy to trick, The soul intended! And what is a "s ometimes", Sometimes become an "always", What can I do now? I'm stuck in a hallway... Imagine a forest... The sky is covered, Help is faraway. There's no being guided. And now tell me "What would you do If you were me And I would be you?" Would you quite, Or would you find a way, Of being happy, In this non-happy place? I know I abuse, I know I tend to shock, But if you knew. What is inside of my corpse. I tend then to appear, Only when I'm good. But always remember, What I first said to you...