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Warped and Twisted
Harsh words and violent blows.
Hidden secrets nobody knows.
Eyes are open, hands are fisted.
Deep inside, I'm warped and twisted.
So many tricks and so many lies,
Too many whens and too many whys.
Nobody's special, nobody's gifted.
I'm just me, warped and twisted.
Sleeping awake and choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent scream.
Call my mind, the number's unlisted,
Lost in someone so warped and twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead,
Look at the invisible blood I've bled.
I'm not gone; my mind has drifted.
Don't expect much, I'm warped and twisted.
Burnt out, wasted, empty and hollow,
Today is just yesterday's tomorrow.
The sun died out, the ashes sifted.
I'm still here, warped and twisted.
Lindsay R. Snider is a high school student in Illinois who has won the 2006 DAR Essay Competition. She
also plays the clarinet and is a costume/makeup/hair stylist for high school musicals and plays. In the future she
would like a career in jounalism, but would also like to write books on the side.
Email: Lindsay R. Snider
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