I'm feeling a bit down.
Like a depressed clown.
I hate having an episode.
For it, i want to throw in an envelope.
Sadness, darkness, and loneliness.
I'm ashamed for thinking this because it could be.
Hopeless,coldness and homeless.
Why can't I stop being blind and just see.
Ever since I could remember I've been alone.
Surrounded by people but made off stone.
I have always been brave when I had to.
I could always rely on common sense to come through.
Anxiety,self-doubt, and fear.
Soon I'd think, gee what about,
Cheer,seeing things clear,I just wish I could reappear.
But it would be typical if I'd back out.
It wasn't supposed to happen like this .
Every day it felt like from death a kiss.
Is this a punishment for smiling too soon.
For it feels like on my shoulders, I have the weight of the moon.
Im so tired im sotire tired tiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtiredtired.........................................
......im just soo tired.
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