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Oct 2020
I don't know where it all started?
is it the way my legs restlessly move when I'm with them,
is it the way I talked about deeper things or how pressured I am,
is it because of my presence?
I don't know where it started but all of them grew a distance,
I could not see them or maybe, because of my poor eyesight.
I don't know when.
I should stop kidding myself,
they grow tired of me;
listening to my rants, watching my legs move restlessly,
taking care of me.
Countless of reasons.

- Kate
im just spitting words. it's 7am and I havent slept yet, the anxiety kicked in last night. I don't know if I would survive this day but yeah. lets hope for the best.
kate roxanne
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kate roxanne  19/F/Philippines
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