We’re All Caught Up Here In My Head
Poem
It’s a little over crowded in that room of mine upstairs
My headphones plug the holes, while my favorite music blares
One hundred different socks, and I cant find a single pair
I wear them just like that you know, because nobody cares
1 million different voices and 1000 different views
Just who I’m gonna be today, depends upon my shoes
A little pill to make me happy in a familiar shade of blue
It ain’t none of your damn business what it is I’m gonna do
I’m breaking free, I’m breaking bad
I’m Breaking down the walls but win or lose, I always build it back
I’ll settle for today even if I have to beg and steal or borrow
We’ve time to worry about tomorrow when tomorrow is tomorrow
We’ve all got different likes , although we share the same damn face
Everyday another comes filling up limited space
We Talk a good talk about the weather, while a storm brews on inside
No I’m pretty far from crazy but my friends here, cross those lines
I’m breaking free, I’m breaking bad
I’m Breaking down the walls but win or lose, I always build it back
I’ll settle for today even if I have to beg and steal or borrow
We’ve time to worry about tomorrow when tomorrow is tomorrow
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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