No More
Starting to feel lost
Listening to echos of who I was at my own cost
Nothing makes sense
Pent up anger, passive-aggressive remarks, feeling so dense
Don't feel like showing my face anymore
Just want to keep to myself
Those texts become monotone
No one to chat with
All alone
Poetic part of me,
Slipping away
Walking outside in the gray drear
Like any other day
What will it take
For someone to understand
Because I'm sitting out in the rain
Waiting for someone to find me
Copyright © Princess Xia | Year Posted 2014
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