A broken girl with everything she needs.
Tired of the greeds.
Not rich enough to make a change.
But poor enough to make minimum wage.
She has a beautiful smile and bright eyes.
She is beautiful, yet she cries.
Take a moment to get inside her head.
Overthinking everything till she's dead.
Forcing herself to decide which one is real or which one is make believe.
Trying to keep herself alive.
Fighting to survive.
We are human trying to be number one in the chain.
What would the aliens think?
We would all drown in the drain.
Who thinks like that?
YOU ARE READING
Don't Speak
PoetryA collection of poetry I've been writing from when I was 14 till now.
