Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2018
No one sees how tired I have become.
No one sees how slow I am.
No one asks how I'm doing or where I've been.
They see as they always have.
No one wonders, or even cares.
Do they care?
I don't even know anymore.
I don't even care anymore.
I'm done.
AAron Roz
Written by
AAron Roz  15/F/Narnia
(15/F/Narnia)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems