I don't know
When I say
I'm not okay
And you ask me why
How can I say
Why I'm not okay
When I don't understand my mind
Don't ask me
What is wrong
You think I know?
No, I don't
Something doesn't feel right
I have a bad feeling
What is going to happen
Am I just dreaming?
Dreams full of worries
For the future and the past
I forget to live in the present
Don't know how long this will last
Don't ask me
Why I am not fine
I don't know because
That creepy mind of mine
YOU ARE READING
Infinitum
PoetryWhat I write is how I feel, or it's how I expect it to be. Sometime. Somewhere. With someone. ☆ Every single of the poems is written by me, so I suggest you TO NOT COPY. When I find out that someone copied my hard work, and belive me I WILL, the on...
