A place in your mind
Should be shaped like me
I should be ingrained in your skull
My presence lingering
Making you love thinking of me
But you don't think at all
You pull a piece out of me
And I stumble and crawl
Trying not to fall
Defending you at every cost
But you're robbing me
And I am a pauper
A poor soul looking for someone to love her
But you wont volunteer
You just leave me in tears
You aren't even trying
And I cant deny it anymore
One more hit
And this nail is going to fall
I wont be a nail in the wall
I'll be a nail on the floor
Wishing she was yours
YOU ARE READING
Notes by Nailinthewall
PoetryIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
