Mysteriously Disturbed

Written By Glenn McCrary™ & Jon T. Jeffries I have a confession to make Don't ask me why The happiness that I wear on the outside Is just my mysterious disguise Deep down on the inside I feel terrified And I find it very difficult To describe There is always this spirit Constantly haunting my dreams And even when I am happy It still bothers me Yes I understand That it is such a strange thing But if you take the time to let the message sink in You will figure out what I mean Why am I always so bothered By nothing at all? Is there a specific reason? Any reason that I can recall? Why am I always so haunted? Why do I always feel so unwanted? Without a warning My soul has faded And my attempt to overcome this feeling Has become jaded Yet no clear reason has been stated And the direct problem Has not been indicated I try to breathe But I am slowly being suffocated By the decaying hands That are so cold and contaminated With a feeling that I like to call Being disturbed or unordinary And to be honest I don't find it extraordinary Yet some people do But others would think that I am crazy Which is entirely true Every now and then I will commence into hyperventilation But I can't seem to pinpoint the reason For this strange sensation And if it is any consolation This was not written out of exasperation Please forgive me For I am just trying to infiltrate Why I am in such A bothered and mindless state Of which Nobody can relate Even though I feel many things Including love, jealousy and hate I have to renew this life And recreate Because there is something out there That still awaits For me in the dawn Of a brand new day By Glenn McCrary © 2009 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)