Elie Rynn

What do I know?
Not much to be honest.
I’m crazy for real,
but sure, keep thinking it’s a joke

I reside between the angry and the lost
the broken and the lonely
the overly sensitive 
and the ones who don’t feel

I am full of regrets 
and drowning in my resolve
I am lazy but hell,
don’t think I won’t do it

So many times I’ve cried
add up the times I’ve nearly died
and wouldn’t let anyone in
I am secretive with many flaws
but holy damn I’m amazing

I’m vain enough to realize 
how imperfect I can be
I know that I will never find my cure
Cut me full of acid rain
but please, set me free
I’ll be bitter full agony 
but at least I’ll still be me.