Am I
i think i think i’ll have my way
but no one knows just what i say
i think my thoughts are not to see
but everything is brought to be
i think that someone has a plan
but its hard to tell who i am
him or me its still unclear
black and white are still so near
one or two i’m still unsure
if we’re the same if theres a cure
if they can see what i believe
then nothing’s wrong the me can leave
(2012)
one of my poems that is creepy that i thought while thinking of edger allen poe.
