Never Make It Out
I do just what others say,
No mind of my own,
Until I start to fade away,
And become a mindless drone.
I walk around without a care,
Or so it really seems,
There's more behind my darkened stare,
Than what you all do see.
Inside my head is chaos,
Filled with endless doubt,
And though I try to break it,
I know I'll never make it out.
Thank you everyone for all your wonderful reviews. I am sorry for not updating sooner, but I didn't have any idea what to right. Of course if you didn't get this, it was about Joan's feelings towards her missions. I hope to update again soon, but I want to write a poem for either Will, Kevin, or Adam before I keep repeating the same people over and over again. Any ideas? I hope you liked it and please review.