Monday, June 6, 2011

Twenty Three Freestyle

Alright, here it goes:

Name’s Tim and here’s my story:
It’s not one of valor, nor one of glory
Diagnosed with depression at the age of nine
Ever since I’ve been wearing a mask that says “I’m fine”

But I’m not, life is a bitch
And I can never find my niche
I’m always floating around from place to place
Waiting until someone saves me with loving grace

I wanted to hang myself at the age of eleven
I couldn’t bring myself to do it, I wanted heaven
No matter how bad the pain is now
But I haven’t experienced life yet, I’m not taking my final bow

I got so much to live for
I haven’t been to Europe
I haven’t been kissed
If I end it all now, I’ll never know what I missed.


  1. really simple and honest, the end made me smile! Keep writing.

  2. Tim you do not like me that much as a person, but I was looking at this. You're a pretty cool person...when you're not trying to "fit in"... hang in there bud (: