Perhaps they're right, I push people away
How dare me to close the door and hope they stay
They'll ask what's wrong but I won't tell what's going on
I'll keep everything in secret but hoping they ask me to open up more
I want someone to read my mind
It's getting scary in here, my tears won't stop falling in fear
I don't want to wish that I'll die
I'm just praying that soon I will be fine
I want to ask for help
But I'm too scared to speak
I can't say it even though I'm free
God, I need you to save me
Rain
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HER JOURNAL
Non-ficțiuneIt includes real life situations and events. A glimpse of HER thoughts. Contains poems, quotes and prose. Welcome to HER world - a concoction of poetic sentiments and confessions drizzled with grayish clouds of chaos dusted with fragility and ardor.
