smiling confuses people they think im happy
im not
laughing confuses people they think their funny
your not
haunted by the absence of the one i love
losing the friends i hold dear
overprotectrive of the few i have left
time for me is now limited
people ask me the same old questions
but dont take the time to listen
im a tortured soul and so
i dont believe in a god
i refuse him
chris ryder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fleeting-thoughts-of-a-man-alone/
