poem. (1st draft) (no title)

i dont know why people never let me explain my self and never restrain myself and let me speak my mind. all i need is time to tell you how i feel, i need your mind to be open to my thoughts. i ought to say my brain is so disarrayed i think it may of been placed in some sort of illusion and i have come to a conclusion, that maybe im just a fool for you.