The Ageless Truth

Pity

I don't need to be pitied,

but at the same time I want someone to understand the level of despair.

Its this feeling that you want others to awe,

but to awe in the scared way.

I sit here and sulk.

Sulking into a crippling ball of time,

In which I am time.

Time passes.

It passes in either a good or bad way,

however,

this is both.

Again,

I don't need to be pitied,

I want someone to understand the level of despair,

Only someone who knows me,

will catch onto the time passing.