you see this image that i place,
that smiling happy face.
but when my thoughts collect themselves,
the thoughts that pile up on shelves,
the thoughts that become my destruction
you will soon see my true emotion
Rage that takes control and it invades
taking that happy face you see for days,
My fear infects like a disease,
bringing me to my knees
How much it hurts to lash out on myself
the thoughts are falling right off the shelf
their flying every where
their all up in the air
Catastrophe is calling my name
my thoughts are not the same
Reminisce myself to the image I once had
No more sorrow, anguish, or being sad
I have to be the image everyone else wants to see
Not my disastrous self, not me.
I will be the image everyone believes
And so i recollect myself everyday
i put that image back up on display
you see this image that I place
that smiling happy face
its my image…
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Submission Name: It's my image..
