Monday, 3 December 2012

My Broken Mind
Left and Right I think you’re Up and Down.
You mix me up send me down.
Turn me round, push me backwards.
I head forwards, my head held high.
My mind weighs me down.
My eyes see beauty, my ears hear sobbing.
My heart craves warmth, my fingers feel coldness.
One day down will swap with up and it will be all right.
Everything will be loud and bright.