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everyday is the same
the sun goes down and the moon comes up to play
my mind is a game
trying to land on the right emotion
without a stress or strain
without a glimpse of past pain
but some things never change
i fear to talk because i never know what to say
i fear to become myself because i forget who i am
im lost in a plain
scattered memories hide behind the tall grass
i space out just hoping that this will be the last
thought of sadness
feeling of depression
hope for friendship
these negative thoughts need to go
i need to grow past the roots
how can i though if the world is waiting to cut me
is it still worth it
even though the world will just try to tame me
taking away everything i worked for
i am scared of society
how do you be happy?
the sun goes down and the moon comes up to play
my mind is a game
trying to land on the right emotion
without a stress or strain
without a glimpse of past pain
but some things never change
i fear to talk because i never know what to say
i fear to become myself because i forget who i am
im lost in a plain
scattered memories hide behind the tall grass
i space out just hoping that this will be the last
thought of sadness
feeling of depression
hope for friendship
these negative thoughts need to go
i need to grow past the roots
how can i though if the world is waiting to cut me
is it still worth it
even though the world will just try to tame me
taking away everything i worked for
i am scared of society
how do you be happy?
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