Why cry, when no one hears.
Why speak, when no one listens.
Why pay attention, when they yell at me anyway.
Why listen, when all I hear destroys me.
Why tell them, when they say it's all in my head.
If it is in my head, help me get it out.
I have to get away from it, cause it's making me lean over an edge.
(Written 14/09/20)
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Notebook of Thoughts, Poems, And Daydreams
PoesíaA real life notebook of mine that I fill and will continue to fill with poetry and daydreams that reflect my emotions, issues, solutions I found and more through creative writing. It can be used for entertainment, or for a calming excersize to build...
