I need a Psychologist
I think I am Sick
Can't control what to think
It's making me a Freak
Understanding me is so hard
It is not walk in the Park
It is like dancing in the Dark
All the steps are Fucked up
Should stop this madness
Else I'll be in a mess
Stupidity at its best
And I don't want to do this
So help me God
To think it over
Give me something
To fulfill my being
Is it me or everybody else
I say the things i need to say
and they always have their own way
Maybe I'm really stupid anyway
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I am really, really, really so so so so bad in English poetry... :-(
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