Crazy Poem by Desiree Whitamore

crazy
i know it is
that i get, all this sh**t
about me, though you are wrong
i can't be weak, 'cause i'm always strong
you just, make it worse
when happiness just doesn't work
i love to be alone
'cause thats all i've learned from my broken home
do you know, how much i wish
that i could trash all of this
lets vandalise some property
that cathartic feeling just appeals to me
but i just sit and wait
for my heart to mend its break
my world is so intense
and maybe someday it'll make some sense.