Alone I walk,
To no one I talk,
No fingers with mine interlock.
Day by day,
In bed I lay,
Wasting my whole life away.
Sad without tears,
But drowning in fears,
My voice is mute to your ears.
Always seen through,
Weighing all down like dew,
With joy, my life can't imbue.
So with no motivation,
and minimal mentation
From life I'll have full dislocation.
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC
Alone I walk,
To no one I talk,
No fingers with mine interlock.
Day by day,
In bed I lay,
Wasting my whole life away.
Sad without tears,
But drowning in fears,
My voice is mute to your ears.
Always seen through,
Weighing all down like dew,
With joy, my life can't imbue.
So with no motivation,
and minimal mentation
From life I'll have full dislocation.
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