I hate saturday
it's the day where you feel most lonely
pretending
building my walls that fall again and again
giving wound to the scars that rip again and again
hiding in smiles
hiding in laughs
it feels okay most of the time
but at certain time
i feel the most fragile
and the most lonely
it feels like
sometimes i get to the realization
that i'm just running away from something that i'm scared of
i dont even know anymore
today was hard
and i'm sorry
that you have to feel it
all over again
until next week
Saturday.
YOU ARE READING
if she talks
Poetrywords she never said she wrote everywhere she could. it's not structured nor planned. just everything she has in mind but too afraid to let it all out. - written in English and Bahasa.
