Free free,
Oh, how much I wanna be free..
No one believes me..
No one hears me out..
All I've been..is a tiny little sprout..
Forbidden to grow..
Lonely lonely,
I'm all lonely..
No even cares..if I'm okay..
No one even knows..I'm not okay..
This disguise is paying well off..
Everyone just trusts my lies...
YOU ARE READING
Hear me out please
PoetryJust a broken person here, trying to convey your deepest feelings thro my poem..
