LEFTOUTSIDE

I’m mad,

Fuck you,

Feel my wrath.

From me to me,

I don’t know if I’m happy,

Confusing myself with sad,

Maybe I’m just mad.

Who am I trying to be,

This or that,

A version of myself from the past?

I’ve lost hope of who I am,

I’m not happy with my life,

The who, what and that.

Just mad.