Warning! This contains what goes on in my head and in my society.please don't take this as an insult or anything rude.This also contains violence and depression.
Sitting in the car.
Wonder who I am
sadness is a healer
Being alone is what I'm used to
Maybe I need to be alone for a while.
My heart is dried up and in a huge pile
Missing meals
Skinnier body
When I'm alone I eat too much.
I start to starve whenever I hear a crunch
I'll rather stay inside then be outside
Feeling safe is what I need
But I can't trust nobody
I might just bleed
I want to be free
I want to have friends and be full of glee
But how can I when all I do is leave
Sitting in the car..
Wondering what I should hit.
Maybe this time I might not miss
-Seantel.C ;)
