She thought there was no such thing as lower
But how wrong could she be
She tries to laugh with her friends
But that's not reality
She sits on a park bench
Not sure what's going to happen next
Selfish is what she is
She goes back to bed
All she does is cry
Drama queen
Have you tried living in her head?
Do you think it's that easy?
She's contemplating going away a while
What happened to unconditionally
She tries to cover everything up but she's broken down
It got a hundred times worse
But she's on her own now
She's more than broken down
YOU ARE READING
Dark nights
PuisiSo I've been a way a while but it doesn't mean writing hasn't helped me day in day out. Instead of sharing lots of individual work I thought I may as well put it into one.
