poison- in the blood of a mad women <br />the emotions of me <br />contaminate the well being of me <br />the real me is faked upon the infuriating facts of you <br />this is not me <br />its all you/eternally lovin you <br />while you mentally challenge me <br />adapting to lively changes of morphing atmospheres <br />do i tend to acknowledge the complete picture? <br />of my life as a whole <br />i morph into the surroundings like the lizard wit its sticky tounge <br />tasting the world that engulfs me<br /><br />Phats Love<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poison-25/
