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I woke up early in the morning

In an unfamiliar bed, I'm lying
As I stand and start stretching,
I readied myself to face another beginning

This is not the room I used to stay
This is not the bed I used to lay
This ain't the same environment, it's a different day
But I have to accept it, I'm gonna be okay

A new school and new people I meet
Clueless of what to do, in a corner I sit
Someone talked to me just a little bit
Some smiled, while others just greet

The feeling is obscure, I can't spill
Riddled alone, I feel lost here
Like a dying soul, the emptiness is real
But I smiled, the sword I always wear

I hate the pain of feeling alone

Can I cope up in this world or continue to stumble?
I

'm afraid I can't survive, how is my goal?
I needed some help, please answer my call.


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