Im struggling today to express myself
this is hard and I dont know why everything feels
numb there is no reason for it the everlasting winter
I want to be able to write again and
face the futrue in a brighter sunshine
I just want too fit in and feel
safe and I know that I shouldnt complain
I just would love to know a
kind of normal life and feel
safe and the world just turns and I am deemed
okay but that soft voice that tells me to conform
and everything seems hard trying to explain
my thoughts across a page and i just i dunno
what to do and feel safe, Its a feeling that Ive never
felt before and just writing is hard and I am so tired
so sleepy so very tired and wanting to sleep
and to feel confident and not stupid and to know
who I am which is in itself. I guess its hard not knowing you are
because in a way Ive only had myself I wish I was a good
person with a good mind and to be seen as funny and you know it all.
Ive dreamed of my mum and knowing that life fused with this
life and just trying to get away from it all and this universe is all too complex
for my twisted mind
Someone save me and tell me im good
No comments:
Post a Comment