syddie

I Think

I Think

Words just cant explain the way i feel.

Im so exhausted i can tell that its real.

I play scenes in my head how i wish to be.

I play with words as i wish have been said.

I have endless what ifs before i go to bed.

 You think that\'s impossible think again.

I sleep none but awake always waiting for the next day.

Imagining all would be ok and I know its not it never will.

I think of people I miss and people I

hate and wonder if these thoughts will ever go away.

nobody notice my tears, my sadness my pain

but all notice my mistakes.

I wish i could explain my feelings but I can only say im fine.

I wonder who noticed im not ok.

Who saw the story in my eyes?

Did you walk away? Did you just stop and think?

My feelings go way deep and I don\'t know what\'s worse:

feeling sad or feeling  empty.