There are plenty of things that no one knows about me.
Things that I won't put here, even for only complete strangers to see.
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
I close my eyes and see the horrors of my past there.
No, I do not visit sleep very often.
"We wish you'd just open up and tell us everything," they say.
No you don't.
Trust me.
You don't want to know.
If I could, I'd hide from me too.
Sometimes I'm just not worth the trouble.
So I sit, and starve, and cry myself to a restless sleep.
Can't anyone see I'm drowning?
Someone save me.
Please.
I'll wait.
YOU ARE READING
Who, Me?
RandomPeople are small. But their thoughts are what makes the world go round. These are my thoughts, but I'd be happy to share them with you. ^^
