My smile is tired.

My smile is tired, my head is filled with uninvited wires &worries, this mind of mine it scurries so hurried, yet so plain, mind screaming so insane. Have I known, have I never? Heart, he beats slow, hardly ever. My smile is "so!" tired, my head is filled with so many unwanted loose wires, she hides behind the depression that's plunged against her mind. He beats her like a drunken man he's so unkind ..you look at this poem and think what? What do you think? She doesn't make sense this women she's blind, to the world that makes her feel unwanted, time after time the clocks tick's with it's wicked tricks and so many silly gimmicks. you have no idea who I am so if I stay quiet it'll be better like this, for you but for me, I shouldn't care that's not how that should be, you open your eyes but do you really see all the pain that forbids to we are not the same for we were never, so much pain and you see hardly ever.