I'm just laying on this floor, the summer passing by.
Thinking about the time I'm so afraid to go outside.
And then everything's away and then everyone's away.
So I'm still sitting over here but I can't stand still.
But I can't stand still.
Still, I'm looking outside and so wanted to feel the spring.
But I can't move away. It's so hard to run so hard to think.
Water droplets frozen memories and my old black dress and shinning heels.
And everything was just a dream
And everything was just a lie.
It is worse than I ever thought to be alone in this darken past.
It's so hard to breathe fresh air when everything around you is a rotten smell.
I still want to feel the rays but it is so hard to move in this faze.
And still just laying on this floor, the summer passing by.
Thinking about the time I'm so afraid to go outside.
And then everything's away and then everyone's away.
So I'm still sitting over here but I can't stand still.
But I can't stand still.
I want this chafe to go way and feel the inner me.
But its too late to think more to live more in this extant.
©ClaireS27
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