Sometimes I stare into space
Just thinking
For no reason
And I can't think about anything happy
Everything is sad
Or I will stare and day dream
Just about random stuff
Things I want to happen in my life
Things I wish my life was or had
But it is all just a day dream
My thinking never stops
I can never escape thinking about something bad
And I hate it
Just like I hate myself
And my life
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book
RandomBasically 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.
