Nothing Seems Right Poem by Andrew Butler

Nothing seems right and I'm not sure why
I take a look at myself and cry
There's something wrong and it's eating me
My demons I've grown to love and hide

They are my demons - I hold them dear
They are my muse and are all I hear
We laugh, we play, we sing together
They are my friends - birds of a feather

But there's a secret - one I hold close
It's hard to express and cause such throes
They have assured me nothing is wrong
I should feel no guilt and to be strong

Life is but a memory to die
A dream to wake without goodbye
Death is but a journey all must take
So I am joyous when others wake

I'm not right - I'm wrong others would say
"It's not healthy to view life this way"
I don't deny their words or feelings
But I promise I'm not deceiving

I truly feel this way about life
Depressed and scared and so full of strife
To end the show without one applause
To leave my audience struck with awe

When it isn't right to show my heart
Living life with demons from the start
When it isn't right to have it end
To rid the demons I call my friends

Nothing seems right and I'm not sure why
I take a look at myself and cry
I can do no right nor make it right
So I live wanting to end this blight