Wasn't just yesterday I was only 7 years old?
Trying to plan out what life was gonna be when I turned 19.
This morning I woke up in an empty bed,
getting ready to be at work by 10:30.
Where did time go? Life isn't what I want it to be,
yet here I am 19.
I'm not where I thought I'd be standing,
and I'm not where I'd be sitting,
Where time went I don't know.
Why I'm so alone, maybe thats on me.
But now here I am at 19
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely.
PoetryLonely thoughts creep into my mind. I scream as the tear me up inside. No one knows No one hears the cries. No one knows me when it's night.
