.Regretted Creation.

By:

Marie Castiano

I Wish I knew what psycho,

created a being like me,

Created under setting sun,

forgotten by the sea,

Was born with just one thought inside,

A thought I now deceive,

And yet I blend with perfect sense with others,

Not like me.

I hide intentions perfectly,

you never saw them once,

And yet you knew,

that something odd has taken over me,

I guess you could look,

beyond what you see,

But before me lies, so many lies, that tie around my throat,

I lie and lie,

to just get by,

to get away from truth.

If I get away from truth,

then I can run away from you,

Im not afraid to go away,

disappeared in a breeze so cold

You shiver from the thoughts,

like madness wrapped around its shell

I could not redefine the place,

I was blown away by hate.

And yet I suffocate,

And yet I recreate.

I wish I knew what psycho,

Created a being like me.

11.13.10 mc