I'm not part of my own life anymore
Time is ticking but I'm not involved.
I stand here, day after day,
Waiting for my heart to feel something again,
Waiting for my eyes to see something again,
Waiting for you to appear in the next train,
And wishing I wasn't missing you, friend.
May
P.S: I miss you <3
YOU ARE READING
Sad little girl
PoetryA collection of my poems; Exposing my soul... ? 🇬🇧&🇫🇷 /!\ These are written by me /!\
