Dear Diary,
I've been feeling trapped lately.
Out of place.
It's like being held underwater when I should be up in the stars.
I feel as though no one understands me. Who am I? What is my purpose?
I don't know anymore.
My brain is so numb, I am lost in the deep. The people talk too much.
I feel like...
an astronaut in the ocean...What you know about rollin' down in the deep?
When your brain goes numb, you can call that mental freeze
When these people talk too much, put that shit in slow motion, yeah
I feel like an astronaut in the ocean, ayy
YOU ARE READING
Dear Diary
PoetryA collection of deep and personal thoughts that have plagued me for some time now. 😢😩😬🤯😵