underlying concsience, by Chelsey Subscribe to rss feed for Chelsey

My underlying concsience is killing me inside.

Everywhere I look it seems another dream starts to hide.

I can't stay on track, and nothing's coming my way,

I'm throwing down my guards if you'll give me a chance to
have my say.

My underlying concsience is keeping me behind.

It's making me look for the truth, when that's not what I
want to find.

My underlying concsience is breaking out of it's shell.

If I tell you the truth and you still hate me, at least
that's one less thing I didn't fail.

I'm trying to keep a straight face,

I'm not trying to cry and make you laugh in my face.

My underlying concsience knows what you'll do.

There's nothing I don't know about you, old or new.

My underlying concsience is starting to show itself,

Making me wish i could hide things deeper instead of
perching them on the shelf

My underlying concsience is slowly killing me,

I'm dying in front of your eyes, but you refuse to see.
Posted: 2006-06-13 18:46:40 UTC

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2007-04-25 18:21:56Simply-Me-20104
Hi Chelsey, I'm Chelsea! I love this poem!! It's amazing! I love the way it just screams "desperate to be hear!" Good joba and lots of emotion!