Leave me be.
I have nothing left anymore
I wish I could tell them my secret
The unhappiness, The brokenness,
The Hurt, The Hatred,
It's sad isn't it .
These words unspoken.
Leave me mute.
Leave me be.
I can't tell them I need help.
Its getting worse by the second.
I haven't been in this place in a while,
I see my old shiny friend walking towards me so sharp,
Would they judge me? Would they help me? Shh..
"You can't tell them" says my old shiny friend.
Leave me be.
Got lost somewhere trying to find my way back.
Im in need of assistance.
Would they believe me?
Would they listen to my broken, aching voice tell them the story me?
Just leave me be.