If only they could read my mind
Tell me I'm alright
That I'm not a bother
That I'm a part of mankind.
I'd be scared if they read my thoughts
Tell me I'm needy
That I'm a burden
And to listen to me is to listen to the lost.
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12 AM Thoughts || Original Midnight Poetry
PoetryDo you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of...
