Sunday, 29 June 2014

You and I have Different Scales of Tragedy.

I could go away

I could pretend

it never happened

that way I could stop hurting on the inside

and you could stop hearing my outsides tell you about my insides

you could stop asking why I'm sad

and I could stop telling you lies 

To make you feel ok

To make you feel like a person



feel so alone.
I don't feel like a person anymore.


I could go away

so all of this could go away.

Self worth.

You stripped it all away.

So now 


I could go away.

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