Can somebody come and sit with me
And tell me it's all going to be okay soon
Can someone come sing me a lullaby
And tell me that I'll never have to cry myself to sleep
Can someone come and help take my first step to freedom
And tell me that I shall never feel trapped and forever walk new paths
Can somebody tell me that it's okay to hurt?
-CECILIA.N.M
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Trapped By Being
PoesíaI'm lost and I need an escape and this might be the only way to escape. One day I will be gone and I won't look back. Words I couldn't say to you m because I knew you didn't care anymore I was nothing to you I was just another girl
