our roots were tangled
beneath the soil but our
petals never grew

8:08 PM
11/9/20

He spent his life crying Daisy, while she danced on his grave...

You made it into my dreams but I wonder if I have ever been in yours...

I'm occupied by my thoughts,
they drown me sometimes...
Do you know what it's like
to be afraid of your own mind?
I shut myself from the world,
In my bed, I hide...
I wish I could be like you,
unafraid, alive....
but that's not me at all,
I've been afraid all these years...
I wish I could escape it,
but it is what it is.......

I'm in a bathroom at a party,
             why do i always lock myself away...
               I don't know how to have fun,
              so please don't depend at all on me...
                         I like my solitude