Am I Crazy?
I'm afraid to look anyone in the eyes,
afraid they'll see what I hide.
They will see the pain in my soul,
I've been keeping a secret.
No one needs to worry about me.
Ill get through it somehow,
Even though I wish there was someone,
Who would make me tell them now.
Everything that's going on,
Everything I'm holding in,
Because its good to speak your mind,
It helps leave bad thoughts behind.
I really need to talk,
But I don't want anyone to worry,
Or tell me I am crazy.
I'm sorry I over think,
I stress out all the time,
But it doesn't mean I'm crazy.
Other eyes will read my soul,
And think I'm crazy with my thoughts.
Maybe that's the thing,
I want to believe I'm not.
But I may just be crazy after all.
This must be my downfall.
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