Is this a dream?
I hope it is.
I want to be able to wake up
And be happy.
Not wake up and be depressed at the first second if the day.
Not wake up and instantly want to fucking die.
Not wake up and realize how dumb I really am for thinking he loved me.
Not wake up and wish someone knew how much I need someone.
Not wake up and have to deal with people thinking I want attention and that's why I act depressed.
I just want a happy day.
To wake up to a sweet good morning text from the person I love.
To wake up to happiness.
To wake up and have a huge smile for no reason.
To wake up and love myself.
But it's not a dream.
I do hate myself.
I do wake up and wish someone knew I needed them.
I do wake up and wish I was dead.
I do wake up and know how stupid I am for thinking he loved me.
I do wake up and have people think I act depressed for attention.
I just want this to be a dream.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book
РазноеBasically feelings in a book. Probably won't rhyme but whatever. Will update as much as I can. Some of these might be sad. Some might just be confusing. They are just things I need to get out of my head. Language is used. Anyway just read.
