I get lonely too
I spend most times alone
Trying to unfold & understand my world,
I’ve recently come to realise that the world is
More accepting & forgiving towards
Males then it is to females.
I often let my pen & paper do the talking
And let my tears sparkle onto my pen
And let it bleed onto the paper.
No one travels miles to ask what’s wrong
But I know my circle .. I know who knows
When I’m down & out and I appreciate that a lot.
However – I’m a writer & I speak for the
Silenced & unheard ones .. Therefore
I’ll never really be okay !!
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