had a long chat,
about this and that,
about mice and cat,
tit and tat.
No reply, no sound left my mouth.
Auto nods, a blank stare, expressionless.
If they knew what i know,
if they'd seen what i've done,
will i still be me, will i still be a son?
it tears my heart into tiny little pieces,
unnecessary burdens weighing me down.
I love me, i love them loving me,
I want to be loved.
I want to love but I can't.
I can't love myself properly.
Pain. It hurts.
I love the pain.
I want to be happy
I want to be sad.
I must be mad.
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