I'm the perfect child
At least
During the day
I do my homework
The extra credit too
I study for tests
And do tons of after school activities
But at night
I'm not the perfect child
I'm the broken one
At night my thoughts drown me
A tsunami of emotions overtake me
A fire of self hate burns in my brain
Even though I'm drowning
That horrendous fire
Refuses to go out
That is
Until morning
When it is doused in
The need
To be
The perfect child
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Life Through MY Eyes
ŞiirThis is a collection of poems I have written. Topics range from sleep to bullying, fire to writing, and everything in between.
