I'm out of tears. My lungs ached for air. I toke gulps of air from the hours of crying. My mind spins. Thought of how I could of been so blind to what people really are. My heart felt as if a weight had been set upon it. My cheeks tear stained. My blue eyes were red and puffy. Eye lashes pulled together. I put my head between my legs listening to the deafening silence. Why? Why me? Why can't I be pretty or skinny? Why is society so heartless. Why are people always wearing masks?
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts on a page
РазноеWhen I need to put words on a page that have meaning to them I put them here.
