Every time I come home,
I feel like no one wants to see me.
In their eyes, I see the despair.
What is wrong in my Life ?
I've done everything for them.
I'm supposed to love them and they are supposed to love me, but It's been so long I haven't see love in their eyes for me.
Maybe it's supposed to be like that, I am an object, a disgusting thing for them.
I don't know what to do for them, I've done everything I can.
Honestly, let's just be Happy with friends and music and be sad at home. I can't do others things else.
I believe one day it will change,
Maybe
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PoetryVoici des petits textes que j'écris quand l'inspiration me viens. Bonne lecture ~
