it's four am,
and i am lying in
the bed that cracks
every time somebody
touches it,
just like i me.
and i stare at the ceiling,
thinking about my
****** up life
and how i will
run away even
further.
i m just hoping
that nobody will
be looking for me and
nobody will find me,
because i do not
want to be found.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 7:29 AM UTC
it's four am,
and i am lying in
the bed that cracks
every time somebody
touches it,
just like i me.
and i stare at the ceiling,
thinking about my
****** up life
and how i will
run away even
further.
i m just hoping
that nobody will
be looking for me and
nobody will find me,
because i do not
want to be found.
