Lost Poem by Doodle Bug

No compass can show you the way. No survival skills hidden tricks or star maps will guide u. Wen ur mind is lost u r never found. I walk empty cold streets alone with my music. Not knowing which way is up which is down n were i want to be found. As this confusion grips me my inner thoughts r torn. I no longer understand what i want or wat in fact i need. I understand wat i lust for  n wat i crave but nuthing else....... I want to leave it all...... Walk or drive or limp or just crawl away with a full music list n my thoughts. Ponder every choice n every descision. Discover what i truely want. Escape this dark abyss of lonelyness n saddness. Turn the black hole of green eyed monster fueled thoughts n land on my own serine world that i understand. Slip outta confusion n turn to reality. Stop with the faking stop with this thick heavy mask that hides my true self. Im so happy n perky n cheerful bt is it the mask or me? Idk anymore.... Wenevr im alone this deprission hits me.... No tears into me Makes me think n feel ways that idw feel. With this massive curiousty comes more questions that answers. Im tired of putting on a front but t the same time i nevr want to make anyone feel sad or hurt or upset by discovering wats in my thoughts. I hav yet to no if anyone cn truely handle wats created in my thoughts.  All i no is im lost in my own maddenley twisted wonderland and thers no chesire cat in sight.....

' tired of feeling weak when being strong ' 
                     -  Kelly Price