We don't know the pain that psychos' are feeling,
We don't know the way that psychos' act or react,
It's a strange world out there.
I say one thing and do another,
Now that's a hypocrite.
I do many things without thinking,
That's so normal.
I knew someone I wanted to obsess over, I say I didn't, but I did anyway,
That's the psycho.
Fire and ice,
The murders are of my despise,
What could you do to wire my brain right,
I've been hit so many times,
My mind's been tilted,
So, I am the psycho I am.
Pulling evil smiles,
Starring at your eyes,
They act so innocent,
But,
They are the psychos' you need to be aware of.
They know your every move,
It's like they've known you for your whole life,
Digging up the past and preparing the grave for the future,
They're stalkers,
And so psychos' are real.
The only way to get a psycho's mind right,
Is two slap it left and right,
Let that be in a state of utter shock,
Shock me, electricity.
If a psycho is a person,
And that person is poison,
And they are all acting,
And it's true,
I'm a psycho,
Are you?
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Poetrysome messages to people who feel like they have no voice. and like my friend, @heyitsjo said once, I write about 'Everything and Nothing' Everything and nothing... Let's talk. Whether it's emotional instability, love stories or childhood. I'm here t...
