I'm so tired I just want to disappear
I have lost the will to care
I'm too tired to run
I would love to touch the sun
I've cried
I've tried
I've even lied
I don't know how long I can bend
When all I want is for it to end
I weep and I sleep
Oh, and at times I pray for peace
My mind is unwell
I'm afraid to tell
I hate to whine
But I leave in fear of my mind
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The little girl who screamed at the stars
PoesiaA collection of poems and memories.