Oceans falling from my eyes
Soundless countless cries
Vases, cracked, on my floor
Breathing, heart rate, poor
I know you think I'm in need
So you bring me pity to feed
But you're making it worse
Your words sounding like a curse
Sometimes its best when I'm lone
Even if my sanity is almost gone
The advice, it helps nothing
What I want is one thing
Peace, not your opinion
It brings weights like canyons
So stay quite, buy me ice cream in a cone
And yes, please, then leave me alone.
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Crowns and Poetry
PoesiaPoetry that you might like, or might hate Full of laughter, or tears, to fill your plate Press read and make me happy Let me warn you, it's very crappy.
