What are those?

I sit on the windowsill, the tears flood my soul,
I'm shipwrecked; in my heart I have a hole.
My emotions waver as I cry without control,
I want the white but I can only see the coal.
I don't know what happiness is, I've lost track,
I want to go, die, just never come back.
When everything falls so hard, how can I stay strong ?
When no one cares to hear me, how will I know where I belong ?
I'm so crest fallen, so alone,
I don't even know what friends are or what is a happy home.
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