Writing Guess what? I'm depressed again...

[Corey]

Since many of you know, I only write when I'm angry or dipressed. Expect to see a lot more poems from me in this thread...

[b]Let It Out[/b]
I see the people,
On the street.
They're all afraid,
They all are weak.

Their minds are closed,
Their bodies scarred.
They are all hurt,
From the thoughts they have barred.

None want to believe,
The truth of the world.
Their perception is narrow,
Their conciousness curled.

Their views are small,
They have no freewill.
They are no more than cattle,
Grazing on a hill.

What poor saps,
Are dubbed by these words?
They are the people that have,
No wish to be heard.

[Mitch]

[color=red]Wow, this one I like even more than your first few! It doesn't rhyme this time, but it is even better I think. [b]Their perception is narrow,
Their conciousness curled.[/b] I really like those two lines. Keep writing.[/color]

[Boo]

Good good! Keep it ^

[Solo Tremaine]

Doesn't exactly make for cheerful reading, does it? It's very good, though. I like it.

[Corey]

"Hi!
How are you?
I'm good.
You too?"

This is the mask,
I put on my face.
I keep it there,
To disguise my hate.

My feelings of malice,
Of spite and dispair.
Are nothing compared,
To what I don't share.

What I keep inside,
You don't want to know.
It's worse than the scariest,
Horror show.

I keep untold fantasies,
Bottled inside.
What they are about,
Is what I hide.

They are not about passion,
Love or glee.
They are about killing,
Everyone I see.

Just take the knife,
Slit his throat.
Watch him fall,
He has no hope.

Wash it off,
In the sink.
Am I phyco?
Ha, so I think.

[Boo]

I like this one too. Glad ur depressed ;)

[vegeta rocker]

cool rhyme and manic thought. I like! Since the rhyme is so quick in between i found myself saying it quickly in a happy tune.