Bits and pieces

I found these so thought I'd put them up before I lose them...

Fuck it, I'm in pain,
feel like I'm going insane,

I can't fucking sleep at night,
my mind keeps trying to fight

don't know how much more I can take,
feel like I'm about to break,

Like I'm about to snap,
Fuck I feel like crap,
What do you think about that?

What the fuck is wrong with me?
where the fuck is my sanity?

How'd this happen to me?
You have psychologically fucked with me
Its so plain to see, I'll never be the same internally

this insanity is eating me alive,
is it such a suprise

You had me mesmorised,
or was I just hypnotised,
by your charm and lies?

You tell me to find a fuck,
Hows that supposed to work?

you still have my heart, still tearing me apart...

You tell me to get over you,
but its something I don't know how to do

My heart is yours till the end,
don't know how to take it back,
don't know how to mend

my broken heart, my tortured soul,
I wish there was someone who could fix up that hole

But its big and its dark,
its deep and its black
I don't think time can change any of that

Damn, I'm lucky to be me,
Happy and carefree

Just one thing is wrong,
Why I'm writing this song,
You have my heart,
You have had it all along...

More bits n pieces

You might say I'm a fool, or call me a joke,
You must be a tool, all that crack that you smoke

You say I'm crazy, I think theres some confusion,
its more likely to be you who ends up in a mental institution

You fry your brain, smoking all that crack
Its amusing to think your brain can handle that...