To whom may read this letter.
I was Broken, trying not to shatter,
In a world of beauty I believed,
It was foolish childs dream.
Am not trying to get attention,
Am not trying to reason my action,
I just wanted one brief moment of satisfaction.
To absorb the pain and make everyone smile was my goal,
But only pain and hate from others received my soul.
Let me be selfish for one day,
Let me feel that I'm not worlds slave.
Its time for me to go home.
Its finally time to release my soul.
Oct 7, 2020
Oct 7, 2020 at 8:49 AM UTC
To whom may read this letter.
I was Broken, trying not to shatter,
In a world of beauty I believed,
It was foolish childs dream.
Am not trying to get attention,
Am not trying to reason my action,
I just wanted one brief moment of satisfaction.
To absorb the pain and make everyone smile was my goal,
But only pain and hate from others received my soul.
Let me be selfish for one day,
Let me feel that I'm not worlds slave.
Its time for me to go home.
Its finally time to release my soul.
