I wish my thoughts at nignt weren't so loud, I wish I didnt have to repeatedly tell them to quiet down, to shut the hell up and to let me breath.
I'm not asking for that much am I?
I can hardly focus, looking at the fun everyone's having while I'm all alone my mind scattering with thoughts
I must be annoying
Quiet
They must not like me
Quiet
Am I complaining to much
Quiet
Am I not enough?
Quiet
What's wrong with me?
QUIET
Do they love me? Does anyone love me? Is my life a fucking lie?Fucking quiet down
I beg the voices that bubble up in my mind and at each pop at a thought tears me down and shatters my heart
Just quiet down...
I beg of you
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Not that you asked
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