• My Problem

    I have a problem
    It messes with my mind
    I have so much inside my head
    I never know what I’ll find

    This stupid problem
    It keeps me from my sleep
    It shows me things I had seen
    But would rather not keep

    And my problem
    It leads me astray
    It shines through to the outside
    Keeping people away

    It’s this problem
    I cannot control
    It leaves me so confused
    And my thoughts are never whole

    Why do I have this problem?
    My life is hard enough
    I’m filled with so much anger
    And smiling has become tough

    I hate this god damned problem
    It’s made me such a mess
    It’s slowly tearing me apart
    Each day I have less

    There’s no cure for my problem
    I’m stuck with it for life
    I wish I could find where it’s hiding
    And cut it out with a knife

    All because of this problem
    It’s changed my entire being
    Now and then when I look at myself
    I can’t believe what I’m seeing

    All I want to know
    Is why this problem hates me
    If there’s a god, what has he done?
    This is not what I’m supposed to be

    I have a problem
    It’s become attached to my heart
    I’m trying to find a way around it
    But I can’t seem to start.