I hate this place.
I hate this place.
I hate this place.
The lights are always so dull...lifeless...hopeless...weary.
Now, WHY NOW.
Things are falling apart, I feel sick and I wanna go home...
I hate this place...this hospital.
She was fine just a week before...what happened...she was okay.
I sit in this dreaded place, twiddling my thumbs to keep myself from crying...the tiles are terrifying and judging
The doctors, nurses, and staff pacing up and down the gloomy halls...
She's so ill...she might not make it...i wanna say goodbye to her if she goes...i wanna show her a song that i learned...a drawing that i made atleast...
I've been here for seven hours...my mind is racing...
Mother enters the waiting room...she said that she was going to take me home...
I gather my things and head home...the car ride is depressing...
I made it home...my mother returns to the hospital...
I sat in my bed my head was racing
I look at my clock...1:23am
My mother arrives home...
ITS ALL WRONG THERE'S NO HOPE
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