I'm just sitting here looking at the mirror
Asking myself who are you but do I actually care?
Falling asleep at the subway
I definitely lost the way somewhere
Tried to find someone new
But now I'm crying in the hallway
I got lost in the wrong track
And obviously there's no way back
I hear the sound of this world hurting me like whack!
Tearing apart and putting myself back together like glue
My mother believes in me as a wingback
But I find myself angel of attack
My brother has told me to follow the signs
But i just feel like my body needs drugs
I'm sweeming in a doubt pool
Everybody's there but i dont feel anyones existnec not even mine
My level of anxiety is like pulling all over my white dress, red wine
I keep losing myself and its another responsiblity to find her.
I dont want the whole story of my life to feel like a heartbreak
Fighting my emotions and staring at the moon
If life is a hunter i must be the target
- Author: Elahe poems ( Offline)
- Published: April 26th, 2023 06:06
- Category: Unclassified
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