Always tired.
Never having the energy
to do anything.
All that I want to
do is to crawl under
my covers and sleep. At
least there I know I
can always be myself. I feel
as though I am
broken;never able to
be fixed.Dreaming
of the day that I
am happy. That
day will come and
go. I hope it will
take the brokeness
and the tired with
it.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Behind the Mask
RandomThis is my first book. All of these poems are real to me. Please comment if you like it, but no hate please. Enjoy!!!