Help me
It's two a.m.
And I'm laying in my bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing I could be sleeping
And time pass
And tomorrow I gotta get to class
Even through I'm not freaking fine
I'll still put up a fake smile
The walls are closing on me
I can't even breath properly
I can all blame it on anxiety
I've lost all sense of clarity
I wish someone was here to make things right
Knowing what my real smile looks like
Hugging me tight
And telling me everything will be alright
I wish that someone would help me
That I wasn't alone to hold on to sanity
That someone would see the real me
And be able to say when I'm uneasy
It's dark outside
I shed a tear tonight
Not because I was weak
But because I've been strong for to long
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Life in a few words
Poetry"You can't summarise life with just a few words." "Watch me." Just a little poem book Started: May 2020
