Glad to be Sad
Time don't fly.
I have no fun,
And all my zeal
For life is none.
If I just had
Self-esteem
Maybe I
Could reach my dream.
I lose my sleep.
I lose my mind.
I'm losing the way
To be kind.
Bitterness
Is boiling over.
Someone burned
My four-leaf clover.
It's all around.
It's in the air.
It's hatred, sadness,
And despair.
I almost lost
Myself today.
It's my own fault,
Can't find my way.
I missed my chance.
I'm pretty much screwed.
8th grade's over.
I'm in a bad mood.
I thought too long
And that was wrong.
Now I'm anything
But strong.
Now life has no purpose
Except high hopes.
Barely keeping me
Away from the ropes.
I do need help.
I need it bad.
No one cares.
I'll just be sad.
I'll cry all day.
I'll cry all week.
Not strong enough
For help to seek.
King of hopelessness,
That's about right.
I'll lie and think
Of her all night.
I don't understand
What the wrong thing could be.
My mind's just lost.
It can't be free.
Through all the many
Cobwebs, thick,
I see nothing,
Maybe I'm sick.
Written in 1997
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