And I declare, I'm a menace to society
I was never really proud of me
Look into my eyes, what am I supposed to see?
The person looking back and who I wanna be
Life is a bitch, but yet we still try
At the end of the day we can still get high
Cause fuck the memories that feed my distortion
Fucking up my head everything's outta proportion
This chemical unbalance is making me unstable
What is there to offer or bring to the table?
At the end of the day I still fall asleep
Time to look at what I got, and what I wanna keep.

Had to write it for English class. I liked it. Good/bad?

Just wondering- your English teacher/professor didn't mind the language?


I also liked it...8/10

Nah, she didn't mind it. She just told me I wasn't allowed to read that one when we had to pick one of our poems to read aloud.

I liked it alot 10/10 i bet your english teacher had raised eyebrows and thought you were a depressed child