The Hard Times
i’m not really sure if i know to express it
my heart has become so confusing
that even my own thoughts have become abusing
spinning around and around only going through the motions
i’m so numb despite all these emotions
the tears drop down my face but not really
i’d need a full fledged rally to come save me from this reality
wake up, go to school, and be perfect.
wake up, go to school, and be perfect.
wake up, go to school, and be perfect.
My life is on repeat. Im trapped inside my own head, and I can’t escape. and i’m not really sure i know how to express it.
This poem is about:
Me