Sometimes, I just wish,
Someone could read my mind,
Know the things, I couldn't speak or write,
Know that I wasn't showing attitude when I left.
I just didn't want much to show,
Over the things left unsaid.
Bet you didn't knew that a dramatic ass
Can be introverted too.
If I ever wrote a letter for you to find,
Believe me when it said
that I really do try,
So maybe I'll have a nice impression
Atleast when I'll die.
No I don't hate you,
But I love overthinking that everyone hates me.
You only dreamt above the skyline's blue,
But I guess my thoughts will remain drowning in the depths of seas.
It's like different something's overwhelm from every direction in my head,
But I still remain numb,
Cause they cancel out eachother's effect,
Which I don't know if is good or bad.
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Running From Reality✓
Poetry(Featured in Wattpad's Lyrical Poetry Reading List.) (Featured in Whattpad's Ambassador's shorts and poems reading List.) As a child, we all had our own sort of vision of how the world might be when we'll go out to explore it . I remember changing m...
