You tell me to tell you what's wrong
I can't because your what's wrong
Why do you not care
You say your doing what's best
But who is it best for me or you
Your so blinded by your own happiness
That you don't see my pain
No one really cares
Except the one who loved me from the beginning
And society says that's suppose to be you,but it's not
I'm starting to lose my will to live
But I don't want to die I just want to sleep
And it's mainly because of YOU
YOU ARE READING
My Thoughts
PoetryWell welcome to my perspective on life. Most of the time anyway. Well almost all the time. So read, don't read. At the end of the day it's your life. Not mine.
