Ocean of Thoughts

Where?

Where do I go when I'm anxious. My friends are always busy with family or homework. My mom she's working. My brother, he's sleeping. My stepdad I'll never talk to. I'll get ridiculed.

There's my options. Where do I go when I'm crying at 3 am? Everyone is sleeping.

Where do I go for nightmares? My parents lock their door. My older brother is working. My friends can't comfort me from afar.

Where do I go for things? No where. I pray. That's all I've got. Because where my family and friends when I'm breaking? They're doing what they've gotta do. So I'll be here. Waiting for someone to help me start over again. And be someone amazing. Instead of broken and waiting. I'm tired of waiting, but I'm broken with no mechanic near.