majalillemh

i wanted to write down
what I felt
all I saw 
was an empty paper

i couldn't explain it better 

empty
that's what I feel
nothing more
nothing less



[the broken one]

empty

This isn't living
This is dying
Everybody is craving
For either leaving
Or staying

You wake up
And try to make up
A reason to stay up
Which probably is to break up
The responsibilities', built up

You beg for mercy 
And try convince yourself that you're worth it
But you know, you're feelings, you wrap it
Wrap it away to keep it
And to hear it