Every night I try to sleep
Secretly often silently I weep.
My body has been tired now
But I can't sleep
My mind is exhausted now
But I can't speak
Every moment feels like hell
When they know nothing but yell
Everything is going to be okay
I believe it but still a part of me asks
When
I wish telling I am not ok
could be as easy as saying
I m ok
Monster's aren't under my bed
But inside my head
And those make me insomniac.
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Feelings
PoetryThe way we feel but can't explain Bunch of lines which will make u feel the way it's expressed.
