Dear. Nobody.
I don't know why but I need to say this, write this, get it out of my system somehow.
It fucking hurts. To see everyone going on about their day with a true smile on their faces the ones that lights up their eyes. And you'll see me just there. Existing but not really belonging. I want to be happy but there's this constant nagging voice inside my head telling me that it's never gonna happen. And guess what I fucking listen to it's lies. But it's still true somehow.
Shit. I'm screwed.
YOU ARE READING
Dear. Nobody.
PoetryJust little notes for every feeling thats like bullshit. It will get better but I just wrote this.
