Occupied
I went inside our bedroom where I usually belong
But my sister was there where her bed is what she long,
I went in another room to cry and be a mess
But my father asked me to leave for he will rest
I decided to go to my own bed
And let myself feel the thoughts that are still unsaid,
I went infront of the bathroom's door
But my sister is also there so I just came to my bed's floor
I laid my back on my bed and wrote
But my mom opened the door to get a medicine without any said quote,
Why does everything so occupied?
When will I stop feeling like I died?
My chest feels so heavy
Which have been trying to breathe with these things to carry,
The clouds are also full because of the raindrops
As above let it down, I no longer recognize the greet of myself's little taps
My eyes are filled with tears,
When will I get rid of these fears?
I saw dusk inside my room which denies the sun of tomorrow
There I was again, full of sorrow.
