Lost in space
The silence is deafening
I can hear the sorrow of my heartbeat
The vacuum of it's suffering
Lost in space
The silence is threatening
I can hear......
........ .....Nothing. ........

you are a preposition.

you are in my heart.

you are on my mind.

you are at my doorstep knocking.

i'm tired.

i'm tired of things i know i can't control but still try my **** hardest to.

i'm tired of smiling all throughout the day making sure the people i'm talking to don't think of me as a **** joy.

i'm tired of faking a laugh just to please the people who throw jokes at me as if i'm not in the room with them.

i'm tired of walking as fast as i can back to my place so i could finally be in peace.

i'm tired of always finding myself in situations i'd rather not be found as i sit in the corner blurring the noise out by reading stuff on my phone.

i'm tired of fitting in.