Solitude kills me.
Their gaiety sickens me.
Over eighteen years living in a world I can't seem to fit in,
In a life I've never wished for,
In a body that is not mine.
Who am I ?
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
Solitude kills me.
Their gaiety sickens me.
Over eighteen years living in a world I can't seem to fit in,
In a life I've never wished for,
In a body that is not mine.
Who am I ?