poems of the past

realization

I can never get it out my head
All the things I could've said
Now I just lay and wait in bed
With stress and doubt inside my head

I can't speak my words as clear
Cause I'm riddled with fear
Pain and doubt are all I see
But no one can see the real me

Lonely and forgotten
The kid that was left
Abandoned by the world
And left like a mess

My mind is clouded
My judgement is skewed
My kindness is taken
And always abused

My heart left in pieces
That turn into dust
Everytime I try
To pick myself up

My body is tired
Though I try my best
And hope that one day
I'll finally have rest