My hands are no longer enough
I need yours to take it
I might be happy and I might laugh
But without you baby I just fake it
I'm not gonna cry
I don't fake it all the time
I love myself I don't even wanna die
Because I know you are somewhere there
Taking care
Watching me fall again and again
And then giving me a hand so i can stand
And as my hands touch the ground this time
I wait for you to show up
But you don't
I guess I just have to stand up alone
Shit I know you don't exist
YOU ARE READING
A whisper of my heart
PoetryJust an ordinary girl. Written for you. Enjoy. #875 - quotes ❤ #163 - poet ❤ ..3.6.2018