Me?

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Written on May 22. 2018.

My heart used to sing,

but no one heard a thing


Now my words are silence,

Lack of love made violence


I see no point in trying,

when the whole world is lying


Is there any hope for me?

Anyone who can truly see?


Understanding me is something no one's gain

Everyone believes I've gone insane

But no one sees it's caused pain


All of this misunderstanding,

Has put me behind bars

All I can do to gain freedom,

Is to wish upon stars.


I've tried so hard to explain

A poker face is something I can so long maintain


Before it all comes crashing down upon me,

I need someone to come and set my soul free

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