alone I sit
gazing at the squares
watching questions appeared
thoughts splattered on the walls
questions is being retrace
no answers filled in the blanks
tornadoes of questions
winds of question marks
this unexplained weather is tearing me apart
I
need answers
the more I
questioned
the more questions appears
the more questions marks
dance along
the walls
I
become confuse and lost
trap
in my own thoughts
I
sit
I question and I
question......
I
hear something
I
hear a voice
she sounds like me
she talking
she repeating words
I hear it very clear
my ears are bleeding
she screaming
she giving me all the
answers
I
refuse to hear it
she sounds too much like me
I don't wanna
hear it
give me
someone different
please please she sound too much like
me
give me someone different
I'm tired of hearing me
I'm just tired