I mean yeah,
Sometimes I break down in tears
And yeah
Sometimes I sit in my shower
Sometimes I can't hold my head up
Sometimes my hands shake
But sometimes
I see my friends smile
Other people living well
Sometimes I feel happy for them
Other times I'm jealous
-T
YOU ARE READING
Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
