Poem
Pain is just a mere thought Makes a person feel thirtsy without a shere drought I feel caught in a web of spiders and lies Caught within myself turned over and body wrythes And it is pain that destroys a persons brain if they are weak enough to feel that shame But what happens if it is not true And believed by anothers virtue And what happens if pain is nothingness Like netflis buffering less Or stating fact without someones bless Or speaking words only apparent to ones sex And thoughts are hurting a little bit less But it is the pain of the body heard out through ones mess Made up of things not worth shame Now we are back to blame Blamed for everything by those who can't shape their fame Like their own reputation is nothing but the same Type of thought and now we are back to the drought That one goes through without any one knowing So hard to show it feels better to just keep choking Cause these don't keep showing Because is nothing than weird sort of guy