At first I was happy,
feeling nothing but delight,
As I got to watch TV,
and stay up through the night.
No one to wake me up in the mornings,
No one to tell me to go to bed,
That freedom was freeing,
But now I wonder why I'm feeling loneliness instead.
No one to wake me up,
No one to tell me to go to bed.
Those words sound different now,
They bring loneliness to my head,
And tears to my eyes.
I wonder why I ever wanted to leave,
I wonder why I despised those thing I now love.
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My Mind On Paper
PoetryA collection of poems written by me. These are for the heartbroken, the hopeless romantics, the lonely, and the people struggling with their mental health. Also, I try to add a nice picture to every chapter to take away from some deep-ness(?) of som...
