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Jun 2020
I have people around me
I talk to them, share my future goals with them
And tell them how I am as a human

They listen to me and keep their point of view
They do everything the way I want
They make up situations that I desire
And help me to get a pre- experience out things

But something is wrong
They do exactly what I want without saying anything
One day they are good to me and other they are bad
They just run on my fingertips

I get out from the room
I see my mum and my sister watching TV
I am in my house with my family
But still I feel I am in space, an empty space
I have no one to share my problems with
Because I am scared what people will think
So I create my virtual space that listens to me
Those people in my space are real
But in reality we have no connection
And life goes on with me dreaming about them
I dream of them so that they listen to me
I dream of them so I don't feel lonely
I dream of them that much that this life has becomed a dream for me...
Written by
Tina Willmanson  17/F/Somewhereinthisworld
(17/F/Somewhereinthisworld)   
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   --- and Holly D
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