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  Sep 2018 Jenn Linh
Don't tell me I'm pretty
Tell me that I'm passionate
That I have drive
Tell me that I make you laugh
That I know how to make your day better
Don't tell me I seem nice
Tell me that I'm kind and compassionate
Tell me that I'm not afraid to dream and to dream big
Don't tell me I'm perfect
Tell me the you love me despite my flaws
That you want to spend the rest of your life with me
Don't tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me that you'll be faithful and forever true
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
I sit here haven't made any accomplishments today
But just getting out of bed
Getting ready for all the coming
Doubts that steer me just to where i am right now..
Alone again in my car in a random parking lot.
Feeling disgusted with myself
For doing it again
Disappointing myself for not following through what I promised yesturday wouldnt reoccure today..
Missing yet another day of work
And no one gets it
No one seems to Truly feel what this is
The pressure of myself not understanding is also wrecking
So i cry
Cry out to no one
For where's the cure
I Google to come up with Im alone.
I just want a friend..
I just want these feelings to fade
I just want to be myself again
As i just sit here alone In this parking lot lost with no cure..
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
May I just run away to you.
Falling into your arms.
Let you be my escape
My leisure
Erasing time
Disregarding reality
Though only to be thought as a dream
May you be my most desired prayer
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
He sits and waits for her
Only he knows she's not coming
Unsure as it beats his mind

She sits watching the time pass
Every minute taunting as hours creep by
Being pulled in every direction
Descions are so difficult to make
Wither it's her happiness sacrificed for his or to set herself free
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
"You cry when you're with me.
And you cry when your without me
What the **** do you want .."
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
There seems to be no feeling within my days
Jenn Linh Sep 2018
Lock me up throw away the key
Times gone by with waste and too many regrets

Now I lay motionless to myself as I feel I'm not even in existence
To feel .. is too much
To think is too much
And to speak .. what's the point
I have but only empty pages
After disposing my truths
I've erased all my effort of positivity
And here I lay without even a prayer to lift me . Yet a voice lingers ... Saying you could have it worse . .. not giving  up as I let closing my eyes and laying here to be my escape
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