My Lovely Insanity

I thought I'd write a non-suicidal poem for once...

You know, it's your fault that I'm crazy like this.

You took my mind and played with it, kinda like Silly Putty.

You streched it and filled it with whatever you want.

 

We were always okey,

I'm not saying we didn't have our problems.

But you didn't have to go to last resort.

 

Well, now you know how I feel.

But not completely,

Accually, not at all,

Because this poem was pointless.

 

Author's Note

HEHE.