# Inside myself

Author: james mikoto
Tags: Pain, Poems, Poetry, lonely, tears

#9 of tears

I need to socialize more outside of school

I am a lonely feather in the wind

To busy wandering, unable to atone for my sins

I am always happy and irrational

But I'm always ending up crappy and unusual

I have so many colors but I stand alone in darkness

It doesn't matter whom hurts me

As long as your happiness never ceases to elude me

I am empty inside never full

I am a sentient mime always playing the fool...

No one can understand me and my pain

Everyday I try so hard to keep my insanity at bay..

No one can help me \*tick tock tick tock\*...? 

..... it's....my blood colored grandfather clock

Im running out of time...to knock

I have nothing I am nothing but a mysterious slime, that's anything but a shock

Because I can't cry 

All because of my past crimes

But it's never over cause I'm alive but also dead inside....

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/bebYbrr1
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