they say i need to be mature. But they also said that I'm too old for my age. and they will never know how much pain that i have deal with. and they still can only see me as "a child". but here i'am. on the hospital room. i lost my blood. i lost my friends and i also lost my mind. and all that they can say was "why dont you tell us?"
i answered
"because I'm just a child"
YOU ARE READING
youth
PoetryAnd if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones. - - since nobody knows me let me share my feelings
