sometimes I don't feel loved.
maybe they're hard to please,
maybe I'm just unloved.
sometimes, I don't feel happy.
maybe I want to be sad,
maybe my feelings are crappy
sometimes, I don't feel alright.
maybe it's hard to tell,
are you supposed to cry every night?
sometimes, I want to be okay.
maybe it's just too much to ask,
is it because my path is astray?
- I keep wishing for more
YOU ARE READING
loquacious
Poetrylo·qua·cious /lōˈkwāSHəs/ adjective tending to talk a great deal; talkative. "never loquacious, Sarah was now totally lost for words" (photos in the book aren't mine. credits to the rightful owners.) 5 •7 - 10 • 29
