lonesome
where no one can find me
between these wall
darkness
holds my skin
my body is beautiful
breaking
the way we were taught in youth
somedays i sleep through my dreams
forgotten
there is no space here for imaginations
so i sleepwalk through college corridors
scared
i pretend its warm enough to be home
no one will remember the pain here
foolish
we all have taught our selves to be forgotten
there are laws i've never learned
dishonest
i dont want to be the bad one
lonesome
i have gotten so used to being here
darkness
between these walls
hold my skin
where no one can find me
breaking
my body is beautiful
forgotten
somedays i sleep through my dreams
there is no space here for imaginations
the way we are taught in youth
i am breaking from the inside out
my stories are trying to speak
but everything is melting into itself
including my words
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