chaos

chaos. 

is this a poem or just a reminder of what i'm going through,

everything I say somehow rhymes so let me tell you, 

I was born, but when i did that's how all this chaos begun,

I started and tried to show how it all came on me like guns,

Guns And Roses that is making all the worlds trying I want to escape into a never ending abiss,

and that's how It all started

gold and diamonds and rich lemon tarts

never happened well let me tell you

i'll tell you

4 years back everything was fine for me

no destruction, 

but that means no freedom of equality

these guns hold more than bullets

they hold swords

they stab right into you. 

First time I cried I tried never knew how unsympathized i was 

I trust

Trusted all these stupid wars

I always liked war never peace

but now i'm starting to question

what happened to the happy me?