To The Boy Who Sat Across The Room

two

Bitter Truth

i lie awake on my bed ,
all the thoughts start to corrupt my mind,
i let them wonders ,
intoxicating every inch,
make my head hurt ,
but this is what I deserved.

tears start to fell,
as the silence escape
from the mouth of a person,
that prying for help .

i don't deserve to be happy,
i'm such a nobody,
but
please , i want to be a somebody.

O how selfish of me,
I do nothing but hurts people,
pushing them away, giving them false hope
and use them for my own good,

and as an invisible hammer start to knock my mind,
waking me up with a new sense,
I just wish that this isn't the reality,

Ha i wish ,
this is the reality,
i'll never be somebody.
bitter truth ,
more bitter than medicine.
and i can't do nothing —
nothing but accept it.