Turmoil Of A Young Heart.

Sorrow pounding on my hearts door
Go away, your not welcome here anymore.
Just leave this mess, you have made, on the floor
I'll clean it up, stop pounding on my hearts door!
Happiness my dear, where ever have you been?
Here or there, I cannot tell where!
My hope is gone and desperation I fear,
Has taken me hostage once again this year.
Peace has left, as well as sanity,
Maybe some day i'll have my own remedy.
But till then i'm my own worst enemy.
So beat me up, call me lame
But dont you worry, i'm taking names!