•Wither and The Fall•
2:33PM 49% March/22/2019
Float away
Float away
Is this what I'm meant to be?
Or am I destined for something greater?
Will I wither, and or fall
Or will I blossom into what I have always wanted to be
I want to become something
So, why am I here?
alone
I want to speak up, but I can't
The words seem foreign and my lips are sewn shut
It hurts to talk, about feelings and such other minuscule things
But why does it hurt?
Is it because of what the voices tell me?
I don't deserve to be alone, but here I am
Alone
Again
So, if I wither and fall
No one will remember me
Crushed under their boots
This little sunflower
Will wither
and
Fall
•A.U•
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