I can't go out because I'm busy.
I'm busy looking at my phone,
Because I'm jealous at all the beautiful girls in social media.
I'm busy writing songs and poetries,
Because I can't create stories of my own with happy endings.
I'm busy painting,
Not images, but scars on my body.
I'm just too busy.
I've always been a busy woman.
I don't have friends to keep me company,
Cliche but it's true.
People don't accept me.
They think I'm weird and stupid.
"Just be busy and it'll be alright."
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Poetry|Highest Ranking #51 in Poetry| ~COMPLETED~ I'll be writing poems here and you can make requests and I'LL DO MY BEST to make them into poems. :) -Sasha
