10 pm and I'm still busy
On my phone doing my thing
Wish I could sleep early
Cause now I'm feeling dizzy
I feel like vomiting
I've tried my best
not to stay awake
late in the evening tonight
In Monday morning
6 am, I'd take a cold bath
Even I have headaches
Cause Father would scold me
for not waking up early
I don't understand myself
A though that popped up on my mind
While I felt a pain in my chest
I couldn't breathe properly
As I sob facing the bathroom wall
Thinking every decisions I've made
was a regret after all
Hoping that this day would be okay
But seems like everything's in my way
This is my life, stressful as always
YOU ARE READING
Broken Pieces Of A Mirror
PoetryThis is a book of poems about the broken souls and the weary hearts. The one's who seeks for revenge and the one's who want to voice their hatred and judgements. The one's who are afraid, frustrated, disappointed and felt worthless.
