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I lie restless on my bed
Staring at the clock ticking
While a drop of salty water escapes my eye.
Overthinking alone in a dark room
Thinking if I'll ever find good friends
Thinking of if I'll ever be the main lead.
I look inside my eyes and get lost in them
Wonder why no one else wants to rest in them
Am I that bad as a person? I ponder while i lie restless on my bed.
Although I know I'm not nice, I try to be kind.
Although I know my humour sucks, I try to be funny.
Although I know I'm trying to be someone else, I try to be me.
I try to be me and end up being some one else.

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