Reeks of Piss Smells of Vomit

this poem talks about how i am unable to understand my feelings

I sing the songs but don’t know the part
Write the lyrics without a thought
Of how it feels to be in his shoes

Selfish in my own self pity
Its reeks of piss
Going crazy in my own self thought
I can just smell the vomit

Your words are as clear as the world on a raininy day
Your thoughts are so far away
Rip my heart out
Stomp on it
Put it back in and watch me breath

Selfish in my own self pity
Its reeks of piss
Going crazy in my own self thought
I can just smell the vomit

I’m not here i’m not there
I’m nowhere in sight
My soul is perched in my room with a broken pen
Torn piece of paper