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I feel lost and empty
somebody, please save me
I'm not okay but I'm trying to be
I'm a disgrace and I know that I will always be

I can't explain the feeling
so it's better not say anything
I loathe this familiar feeling
perhaps I'm tired of living.

I'm struggling to hold back the tears
I'm suffering from the misery for years
I'm tired of existing but no one notices
I got all the ears
but I still suffer from the loneliness

All the silent whimpers
no one knows
no one understands
no one needs to know
I just have myself at the end of this battle

and I'll say "you'll be alright someday"
and then I act like everything's okay.

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