Your one in a game
One in a play
And your playing alone, you don't know what to say
You just hate everyone and wish it to stop
To end your suffering instead it makes it last
Until you drop dead on your back in the dark deep mist night
Into the dirt you fall as it takes you whole in its sight
You try to get up using your hands hanging on tight but your fingers slowly slip
And just like that i fall to dirt endlessly with no doom
Just wishing i could see whatever comes soon
Why am i still here where i should not still something I'm not
Why do you keep me here, if only to rot
YOU ARE READING
𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 / 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬
Poesiahey, My name is Gaya, I'm 14 years old <3 I've been writing almost everyday for years, and now I'm trying to put my poems and stories everywhere cause I want people to hear me out. If you really read this, ilysm.
