Literature
My True Self
Why is my heart so tired from crying?
Why do I hate myself so much?
The people that walk past are laughing,
Are they making fun of me?
Why am I breathing?
If only I could just stop breathing pointlessly,
Someone please help me,
My heart yells out in lonliness,
Even if I pretend to be tough,
I want someone to find me soon.
Why is it that even though my heart feels so lonely,
Why do I try so hard to push people away?
If I were to dissappear from this world tomorrow,
I bet there won't be anyone who would cry for me.
"I want someone important to me,
Who can laugh and cry with me."
The other me is sighing and yelling.
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