My mind feels like its fading into black,
The colors I loved so much coming back to haunt me.
My mind a puzzle that as hard as I try I can’t solve.
I’m always so confused, confused about everything.
What do I want from this life?
Why can’t I think or see straight?
I seem to have so many questions but all I get for answers are the colors.
Black, red, black, red.
My smiles, nothing but a charade, a façade to the faces of nameless friends.
My laughs and joy just a cover of how I really feel.
Why is it, when I look at most things I want to crawl up and cry? Cry so much that no one would seem to care.
No one cares. No