Mama,
My feet become heavy
My heart weighs me down
Home alludes me
The darkness is too bright
It hurts my eyes
The sun sets quietly on the hills
Not saying much except the red that coats my orange shirt
My hands are sticky with it too
And all I want is my mama
Home is too far away, even though I sit a-front the gates
Was it always beautiful
The passing so tranquil
Almost like I never was
And I want my mama
Heya Dearies,
Am I the only one feeling extremely tired and sleepy?
Okay, so I'm gonna try and sleep early.
Well leave a vote and a comment.
I really appreciate all of you
Love,
Paris ♥
