Part IV
♚♕Thursdays.
-Sometimes I wish...
c u t t i n g
Was an ESCAPE.That way I'd feel less,
p a i n
In this HEART of mine.Sometimes I wish...
c r y i n g
Wasn't so OBVIOUS.That way I'd feel less,
s t r e s s
Trying to hide these TEARS.Sometimes I wish...
l o v e
Wasn't SO complicated.That way I'd feel less,
a l o n e
In this CRUEL world.Sometimes I wish...
h o m e
Wasn't where I LIVE.That way I'd feel less,
h u r t
When I'm told to PISS off.Sometimes I wish...
w r i t i n g
Was an actual CAREER.That way I'd feel less,
d e p r e s s e d
Because they'll actually be PROUD.Sometimes I wish...
b e l i e v i n g
Wasn't so JUDGED.That way I'd feel less,
h y p o c r i t i c a l
When I have BAD moment.Sometimes I wish..
s u i c i d e
Wasn't a SIN.That way I'd feel less...
g u i l t y
about DOING it.Sometimes I wish...
e v e r y t h i n g
Would FIT on this page.That way I'd feel less,
f r u s t r a t i o n
Knowing not all will EVER be said.♚♕
Nadea x
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