No one comes to check on me, no one comes to me for happiness anymore. They all push me away like some monster.
I sit in my room and ___ _____. I'm away from the light, I have been since I was five. I don't remember my real self at all.
I need someone to talk to, someone to care, someone to love. I want to come back to the outside world without any pain, fear, or sorrow. I want to go outside to have fun.
But that'll never happen, I'm a mess. I have circles under my eyes, ____ on my arms, so much pain.
Feelings... What are those? What is happiness, love, and kindness?
All I feel is depression...
I'm isolated from the light...
Someone...
Help...
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What did claws/Lævant do when he ran away?
Also, I feel like this music is perfect for this poem. What do you guys think?
