When did the monsters under our beds,
Move into our heads?
Hello Mr.Monster how do you do?
Yelling at me,
You want me to bleed,,
Ive given you everything but you want more,
I cant do this anymore,
Im holding on by threads,
People leaving me on read,
I should call you,
But I cant because Im a burden its true,
I leave messages few understand,
Most of my friends cant stand it,
When Im this way,
It happens everyday.
YOU ARE READING
Mia's Book Of Poems
PoezjaA collection of poems Ive written over the years that will break your heart and also heal it.
