You don't know how many night I go without sleep.
You don't know how many tears I've shed.
Its starting to hurt me to lie to everyone and say that I'm fine.
That I'm just tired.
You don't know the pain I feel.
You don't know what bothers me.
You don't know what pains me.
You ask me why I smile if I'm that sad.
I don't want to be a bother.
I don't want to be classed as the 'attention whore'.
Don't know.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts And Excerpts. || #Wattys2018
Poetry||Started: 1st April 2018.|| ||Ended: 15th November 2018|| some things I think about :) Along with some quotes that I add deeper meaning too. Some things that I talk about in this book are to no one. Some are dreams. Some are nightmares. Also some t...
