I sit here and cry
Cry because I don't know what to do
I cant turn to my friends
They're on the other side having fun
While I sit here and cry
I go back to all those bad memories and deceptions
That makes me the person I am today.
I sit and cry
Alone and vulnerable
Waiting for someone's warmth
Although I know that there's only my warmth
No one else.
Waiting for a little ray of hope
But there are no neon light signs flashing in front of me
Telling me
There will be someone who truly and deeply cares about you
And with this
I sit here and cry
Waiting for the arrival of a sign.
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The Struggle For Air
ŞiirPoems written based off of any random thoughts one may have or any situation that is difficult to explain. Enjoy!