If you could read my mind..... You'd see a thousand papers Filled with broken poetries And deadbeat proses Full of woeful verses With mournful pieces Of unfinished stories That are yet to be written And failed to be spoken. If you could read my mind... You'd hear horrible screams And earsplitting weeps From shattered dreams Kept in a nasty notepad Scribbled on a bed Of bloodstained words Ringing in my head.
