Desperate
I sit here,
Choking on my own words.
Trying to help everyone,
when I can't even help myself.
I push away my own pain,
For the people I am closest to.
Wishing that they were happier,
So that I can rest easier.
I hear the 'thank you'
I hear the hurt.
But they don't see mine,
For I hide it deep inside.
Our society is fucked,
The people are doomed.
It's miserable really,
But what am I supposed to do?
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