I’ve looking and found nothing
I’ve tried so hard for something
But what?
I’m naive to my own feelings
I know nothing about who I am
I know no boundaries of pain
I cut myself to see my own blood
I show no sign of emotion on my face
You nothing of who I’ am like I do
Why must I blame you when it is I
I would feel empty but I don’t know the
…feeling
I’m lost but I don’t know where to look
To even find a trace of myself or my home
I’m dressed in black to hide the already unknown
Why do I question I don’t even know
When I’ am done searching for my part of life
Then you will be told
For I’ am a stranger to myself with no feeling
I would cry but I’ve lost emotion of grieving
This is my gothic sadness
Writer's Note: I'm not really gothic nor do I suffer from these problems, It's juyst a subject, oh yeah I'm trying a new style.