Psychological Warefare going round in my head Don't know whether to be alive or dead The tide is a turning the old cliche says And everyone's living in reality Everyone that is except for me And Psychological Warefare is taking its toll Where I'll be tomorrow I don't know My mind is racing in a million directions I hope someday I'll make a connection
Psychological Warefare going round in my head My feet seem numb but their floating in the air Giggling only makes the summer come sooner My mama always told me I was a loser But I go passing by the apple store everyday And the golden delicious talk to me and they do say "You've got to get your feet back on the ground Don't let your head keep going round and round" Now I've never taken advice from an apple before But that's okay because I know he's right
Psychological Warefare going round in my head I'm seeking out the answers of this world But I can't seem to put my finger on where I saw that girl In my mind you are visually fine, but society views you differently Rejection seems to come with the territory and My eyes have made contact with another lost soul And no else is going to help you but me So don't leave just because you think I am crazy I am everything you need to be and more
Psychological Warefare going round in my head Decisions are being made everyday that affect my life But I never get asked about what I think So I can't be blamed for my negative disposition Because all we have in life is hope and wishing And that's not enough, at least not enough for me And that's why a psychological war is going on in my head
Interesting piece, a lot of good lines in this and some silly ones, but I think you intended it to be like that to show this guy can be serious and thougtful but also has no connection with reality. I think that this could have been a really great poem if you delved a little deeper in trying bring this point across. Nevertheless, a fun read.