They say I always sit motionlessly alone
To people, that is what I'm forever known
They say that I'm so creepy
But to be honest, I'm just sleepy
Sure, I might be a bit depressed
But I might not if they all talk less
I just want some peace and quiet
They always say "why won't she die yet?"
Words cut deeper than these knives
I really don't mind ending some lives
But that would just be useless
Because the void inside me is endless
I trick my mind to pretend not to care
But really NONE of this is fair!
Why won't they stay away from me!?
Why can't I set myself free?!
In this dark void I've lost my sanity
Who am I? An unknown entity
Finally I've erased my own existence
At last some peace and silence
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It's a bit dark huh? I apologize for this. This was made 2 years ago. I'd rather not talk about.
Anyways, how are you? Are you okay? Good!
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Inside The Mind | Poetry
PoetryA collection of poetry, unsent letters, and other writings from the author's mind #1 in poetrycollection (April 2024)
