Don't you get it?
I want the screaming.
I want the fighting.
I want to feel.
I want the pain.
I want the tears.
I want to feel something.
I want the silence.
I want the sadness.
I want to feel something real.
YOU ARE READING
Emotions Created because of You
PoetryWe fight because we care too much. Tell me I'm good enough, and perhaps one day I'll believe you.
