A World So Grey

I drift along in a world so grey,

Surrounding by the stench of decay,

I twist and turn at the hands of a master,

My own one-woman disaster.

Kept up at night by vagrant thoughts,

Turning myself into literal knots,

Paranoia grows inside of me,

Until all the voices agree.

I am always the problem,

The one who turns herself into the goblin,

Snapping and making fun,

Until I don’t have anyone.

Not worthy of anyone’s love,

The one who is easy to get rid of,

It is easy to push everyone away,

When you’re life is just filled with grey.

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