Something is storing inside of me and I don't know what it is.
Before church I cried. In the seat in the back.
They assigned me to help with the little kid class.
And in the middle of it I almost burst out crying.
I almost excused myself. But I didn't. Not in front of 8 kids who look up to me.
Now I'm sitting in the gym. It's 7:30. And I just want to get out.
I want to leave. But I can't. And I don't know where I'd go if I could.
YOU ARE READING
Ocean of Thoughts
PoetryThis is my second poetry book started on February 9, 2017. Ended April 29, 2017. Who knows what's in store.