Running From Myself Poem by Matthew Petranovich

Runnin from myself
think i'm crazy,
think i need help,
all my thoughts are insane,
wish i could stop my brain

I'm sick of thinkin,
I really have no reason,
to think about negativity
and all of my enemies,
and why my childhood sucked,
and by twelve years old,
I knew my future was muffed.
Well guess whats its
life, can't cry,
I'll just sit back and sigh
and think that i'm cursed.
Ouch! the pain really hurts

Running from myself
think i'm going crazy,
think i need help,
all my thoughts are insane
wish i could stop my brain

Now listen to this,
i was the messed up kid,
that everyone hated,
Now I'll sit here and get faded
of course
no girls wanted to date me,
no matter how nice i try to be
now i'm even running from me
and these horrible thoughts,

Running from myself,
think i'm going crazy,
think i need help,
all my thoughts are insane,
wish i could stop my brain


Now in this last verse
i'm gonna talk about love
and how it hurts.
It leaves us open for attack
and don't be suprised
if you get stabbed in the back.

Running from myself,
think i'm going crazy,
think i need help,
all my thoughts are insane,
wish i could stop my brain

(I deleted alot, I thought it was kinda rude. And maybe could throw off a crowd. You never know, there's a lot of biast people these day.)