I'm sorry
To anyone who is alone
Desperate for anyone to be near them
But I crave loneliness
A place where I can run too
To be alone, and finally be able to breath
I'm sorry
If this sounds selfish
That I'm seeking for what you hate most
But I can't handle living
With eight people under one roof
With no where to be alone
I'm sorry
That my dream is to live alone
And to be able to have freedom
But I've felt this way for a long time
Because my house has been full
Since I was just a baby
I'm sorry
To my family who feels as though
This is me turning my back on them
But I wake up to a house full of people
Than go to a school full of people
Than go home to a house full of people
I'm sorry
If this sounds selfish
That I'm seeking for what you hate most
But I crave it
So much so that it hurts
And let me tell you, it hurts way to much
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My Book of Poems
PoetryHello, I'm not going to lie. I suck at conversations, especially if I have to introduce myself. This is partially what I write about. You see, I write when I freak out. I write when I can't deal with being myself. So I hope you will take a look into...
