Our bodies
Are tired
Tired of
Doing nothing
Our minds
Are blank
Thoughts of death
And hate coming
Our home
Is broken
We always fail
At everything
Our hearts
Are empty
No room for love
Nothing
We did our best
But we still
Ended up
Breaking
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
Our bodies
Are tired
Tired of
Doing nothing
Our minds
Are blank
Thoughts of death
And hate coming
Our home
Is broken
We always fail
At everything
Our hearts
Are empty
No room for love
Nothing
We did our best
But we still
Ended up
Breaking
i wrote this when i was twelve
