Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night
Lying on the bed she wonderes
She wonders about how her life will turn out in a few years
She wonders if they are all still going to be here
What will she become? Will she be successful like them all?
This mystery kills her inside
She wants nothing more than to push her limits
she tries
Yes she tries everyday
To give the maximum of herself
But its still not enough.
-H.R
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of dark
PoetryA series of words i write at night... My pure thoughts when i stare out in the darkness ✌... I hope you like them all... And if you can relate to my poems.. then welcome to the club..
