It takes just a second
For you to realize
That something's not right
When you hear my broken words
And for these moments you care
For these moments you worry
But seeing is believing
And when I walk by you
In these noisy hallways
You can't see my crumbling inner
And you can't believe
How badly broken I am
So you don't worry anymore
No, you don't care about this
Not anymore
Because-
These few moments
Are gone and over
YOU ARE READING
Drowning in Escapism
Poetry(Imaginary voice-over) Escapism: -The act of escaping from life, and/or yourself in some way or another. And right now, I'm drowning in it.. (Please do be aware of this, the first poems posted won't be as good as the ones posted later on, so please...
