Silence is all I hear.
Silence is what I fear.
Silence is what I speak.
Yet silence is what makes me weak.
My silence fears others.
When I don't mean to be feared.
Once you get me open.
There is nothing to be feared of.
I come off being shy.
Yet no one believes that and asks why.
Silence keeps me away.
Yet silence doesn't make me who I am today.
Silence is silence.
Let it be or get out of its way.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
I'm Done
I'm not the one that is going to be there.
I'm not the one who is going to care.
I've given up showing my emotions to you.
I've given up trying to make people happy.
I've given my all to people but have got nothing back from them.
Why should I keep trying to make people better.
Why should I even care about anything.
I'm done trying.
I'm done crying.
I'm done with everything.
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