Sometimes I want to scream ;
I know what people think of me ,
They'd say I'm too fragile that I'm to weak, that I have to cry every time pain creeps.
They'd say my sadness is nothing but lies and tricks;
That my life is a silly game and I should just quit.
Sometimes I want to scream;
I wish I didn't have that irritating burning feeling inside
To feel like your dead when your really alive.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Love
PoetryDear love, The light is dim, •∆•∆• ☀️ •∆•∆•∆ In this empty heart of mine. In you, I was searching in me something I couldn't find...🦋
