I'm so lonely.
No one can see me.
I am forever stuck in my own little fantasy.
All alone I whisper.
Why am I so alone?
Why can't someone come and rescue me?
I have a time in everyday.
A time that I question my worries away.
I cherish the thoughts and feelings I have.
But, they always seem to make me sad.
I know that I can never be happy.
So why do I even try?
And even though I have that time.
This question will never die.
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