Poets note:
Um this poem is a weird case, because I can't find the date for it, but I think this is actually the first one in 2018 but I just can't remember... Oh wells...
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(somewhere in a park)
2018
SPACING OUT & CRYING
Tell me why I'm waiting for someone,
that couldn't give a fuck about me.
Everything feels lost...
I don't even know this feeling,
I really don't understand what's going on with me,
I just feel like everything is flying past me,
and I'm remembering things,
but I know that I haven't been here.
I feel like I'm really not here,
but I know I'm real.
I feel like everything is drifting away.
Like if it's me,
in my last seconds to live,
and my brain is playing memories,
like a tape recorder.
I'm happy, but when I focus on one thing...
It really hurts...
YOU ARE READING
just some poems
PoezjaI know wattpad is for stories and all of that, but I really just wanna put my poems that I make here. They are all basically about, moments in my life that I couldn't express any other way than writing it down in a poem...and may I add most of them...
