Left Unsaid.

I have all these feelings that im feeling.

all these thoughts going through my head.

yet so many things are left unsaid.

now im stuck with all theses voices in my head.

filling me with dread, oh how i wish i could get these voices out of my head. 

there are to many things left unsaid, i listen to the whispers inside my head. 

meanwhile my only wish was to go to bed.

but i sit and listen to the voices inside my head.

oh how many things are left  unsaid.

This poem is about: 
Me

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