She plays with razor and traces her scars
She counts her flaws like she counts the stars
You would think you know her
But you don't know that everyday her thoughts get darker
Her heart is slowly sinking
Her mind is so tired of thinking
She wants to be anywhere but in this world
Because to everyone she's just another sad girl
She was never understood
They never ask, they just assume she wasn't in the mood
No one catches her tears at night
Nobody hold her and says everything will be alright
She was alone like the moon
She said one day it will be all over soon.
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Lost and Lonely (#Wattys2016)
Short StoryJust somethings things I write when I'm in the mood or I am lost and lonely and depressed. WARNING: May be triggering. If so I'm so sorry and know how you feel. PM if you need help or something. ~ C
