I keep a smile on my face. And act like everything's okay. I don't tell anyone my thoughts, because they're scary.
And I'm the only one I can trust because I won't judge me.
Everyone who I cared about, got up and left me. I don't want to be alone. But lately that's all I am.
People say they are "there for you", but they don't really want to hear what you say. I don't want to bother anyone.
I don't want to freak anyone out with the thoughts that run through my mind.
I guess I am my own worst enemy. My own best friend.
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Pointless. Personal. Poems.
שירהHave you ever been minding your business when suddenly feel the urge to write something? This is exactly that. A collection of random poems that pop into my head. Enjoy
