Poetry

Sometimes I pretend to care,
I show interest and hold my stare, 
I ignore the goblins in my ear,
Look at you and pretend to hear,

I want to talk about how I feel,
Ask you if ghost are real,
Tell you about my spinning mind,
You'll think I'm crazy or worse you'll say I'll be fine,

I contemplate and get confused,
You think you've made a mistake i do too,
You shouldn't be here in my life,
I say It you're in tears but I don't cry,

Then I get on the marry go round,
When my thoughts capture me and I spin till I drown,
Why is my soul so cold?
Where's my heart once it was gold,

Questions and wonder paralyze,
I hear suggestions and thunder all inside,
Then you tap my shoulder and I look up,
Obviously you've had enough,

Goodbye I never did care if you left,
I'll get high because it stops the thoughts and their dept,
Couldn't have been love because it's not real,
Or maybe it was I can't get off this spinning wheel.