Lashing out
In a World of people, why so alone?
With a phone that can tell all, connect to all but yet no one I can call
On a hard asphalt top losing its heat from the day...I cry and I pray
Think about all the ways I will have to pay
For lashing out
For drinken till I sleep
For wearing my heart on my sleeve
No one notices me
When I'm not smiling, when I'm saying somethen that they're not ready to hear, when I'm opening up all the reality of all your fears
Love me whole, love me wild, love me when I can't find my smile
You can't love all of me
And now what's left of me but a shell of everything I thought we'd be
Every little piece of me craving, again, to be at the bottom of the sea
Shifa Maqba
Wed 21st Oct 2020 06:16
melancholy done right!