Forty
Forty Times
And Still
I am Not
Quite Right
I have more
Things I
have to do
Then this
Since I am
Sad and
Mad also
Depressed
Why do I
Do this?
Me? A mad
Hatter?
Do I need
something
To ease pain
and hurt
But it is
The past
Who haunts me
So well
I say to
Let it
Go and move
Onwards
To greener
Gardens
Brighter bugs
Flowers
Hypocrite
That is
Who I am
Hypocrite
Do not need
Air for
Me to breathe
And live
But I can
Not think
That way ever
Forty
Reminds me
I am
Broken and
Useless
I am not
I solve
Problems so
Do judge
Judge all you
Want but
Do not miss
Forty
Forty times
And I
Am just fine
Wake up
And Still
I am Not
Quite Right
I have more
Things I
have to do
Then this
Since I am
Sad and
Mad also
Depressed
Why do I
Do this?
Me? A mad
Hatter?
Do I need
something
To ease pain
and hurt
But it is
The past
Who haunts me
So well
I say to
Let it
Go and move
Onwards
To greener
Gardens
Brighter bugs
Flowers
Hypocrite
That is
Who I am
Hypocrite
Do not need
Air for
Me to breathe
And live
But I can
Not think
That way ever
Forty
Reminds me
I am
Broken and
Useless
I am not
I solve
Problems so
Do judge
Judge all you
Want but
Do not miss
Forty
Forty times
And I
Am just fine
Wake up