What's wrong with all these illusions,that show who I really am...

They hide behind the meanings,& all the pictures in my head.

Fears & suppressed anger,that draw me into trance...Trying to understand, how I am the way I am.

People must think me happy & always full of life..But inside I'm really crazy,lonely..& full of strife.

Burning with a hate, Stronger than I've ever known..also living with a passion, for many things to many unknown.

These images in my head, these thougts which tend to confuse...Their simply honest illusions, here meant only to hate you.

Their knawing at my sanity, as I try to figure them out...

Such a world that lives inside me...It's detrimental to figure out.

-Angie