Sunday, October 22, 2017

Coffee ☕️ Date

I don't know what I have left in me
Pertaining to writing about hope.

I don't know what is left of the life I live.

I'm not going to kill my self.

I'm not sure what makes you fall in love.

I'm not good at pronunciation or knowing about
Living.
I'm alone most of the time.
I clean stuff and I read.

I'm sad.
The depression makes you unhappy
But I've been through to much sorrow.

now all those losers are covering it all up
and what is worse,
they rub my nose in it like
 I deserve to be scolded over
their lies and mistakes.

I don't deserve that anymore then I deserve
To have anything put in my food.

I don't deserve to have health problems.

I'm to young to have a heartattack or a stroke.

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