(hurt Poem) An Passive Agressive State Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Make your mind up
Please don't ask from me, what I can not give
Deliver me from not evil
But the goodness of my heart
Torn apart
In agony
Put me in a blender
Lets see what you get
I'm caught in a vicious net
All I want to do is forget
But don't fret
The thoughts are already gone
Gone
Not like I ever belonged
I waited too long
What is right can not be wrong
I'm reaching for it
Grabbing it
It's mine till the end of all time
Even If I try to rewind
Its a never ending cycle
Its order and chaos
I feel so lost
I'm so far behind
And yet I hear another whine
Here it goes
Who will ever know
Only If your willing to steal a soul or two
Why not
I've been numb for so long
My heads so far gone
I feel like I breathed in too much air
A waste of oxygen
All for the perfect person
Does this worsen
As you get older
Hard to try
If you lie
Full of secrecy
So many discrepancies
The life is but a bed of roses
We all need the acid to survive
Do or die
I will try
I never give in
I will kill everything with my kindness