faded mind

alone I sit

 

 

 

gazing at the squares

 

 

 

watching questions appeared

 

 

 

thoughts splattered on the walls

 

 

 

questions is being retrace

 

 

 

no answers filled in the blanks

 

 

 

tornadoes of questions

 

 

 

winds of question marks

 

 

 

this unexplained weather is tearing me apart

 

I

 

need answers

 

the more I

 

questioned

 

 

 

the more questions appears

 

 

the more questions marks

 

dance along

 

the walls

 

I

 

become confuse and lost

 

trap

 

in my own thoughts

 

I

 

sit

 

I question and I

 

question......

 

I

 

hear something

 

I

 

hear a voice

 

 

 

she sounds like me

 

 

 

she talking

 

 

 

she repeating words

 

I hear it very clear

 

 

 

my ears are bleeding

 

 

 

she screaming

 

she giving me all the

 

answers

 

 

 

I

 

refuse to hear it

 

 

 

she sounds too much like me

 

I don't wanna

 

hear it

 

give me

 

someone different

 

please please she sound too much like

 

me

 

 

 

give me someone different

 

I'm tired of hearing me

 

I'm just tired