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I am Weak
He waits for an answer I cannot give
I am indecisive, I am weak
It seems through depression- I only live
I can only cry, I hardly speak
I overreact about everything- I'm doing it now
I never know what to say
The tears I cry, I don't know how
but they never come out during the day
Almost like I'm wired to hide my pain
to hide everything I feel
That's not right, and even then it's in vain
When I barely "have time" to kneel
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