Thoughts

The hardest thing I ever did, the hardest things that I do,
Is to think each day about this life, to question each day through and through.
I cant understand if this is a test, or maybe its all just a game,
All I seem to know is this that at time I feel like Im crazy, slightly insane.
My state of mind, is like a year, mixed so full of season.
Sometimes its clear, sometime so warm, sometimes it feels like treason.
I dont understand yet my hands seem to speak the thoughts that fall from my mind,
At times Im an angel, at times Im a bitch, yet I mean not to be so unkind.
I think its simple, see the truth is this, my mind is a turmoil, a storm,
So my suggestion is this, I will give you a start, I will let you know, let you be informed.
At times a disease my touch can be, at time an angel so true,
Yet like Jeykel and Hyde, my anger a wrath, my love like a diamond shines through.
And now again I realise my state, I begin to talk like a riddle,
I will wake in the morning and read these words and upon myself I will giggle.
So now I will go or I will not stop, see my mind is like a bottomless pit,
See literally Il talk, of confusion and hurt, you'l eventually get bored of my shit!!
So good day to you, good night again, for the time I do not know,
Enjoy what there is, each second of life, for tommorrow will come and will go.

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