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Feb 2015
Right now the only thing I crave is silence...
As I hold my breath trying to allow thoughts to die ....
As they refuse and worsen...
As they force me to become...
It hurts so much to not know of yourself...it's like a million knives jabbing at you as you watch happy people
...confident people, people in love...
Then your mind has the nerve to come back and say ya know what be grateful or some crap
...it's like **** the mind
You tell me I'm worthless and then you try to butter me up
I don't even remember who I was before I was told who to be...
....as tears stream down my heart
Written by
Miley Cyrus  Mars
(Mars)   
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