I want to tell you a lot,
but where can i say
The truth is that living is your bag
But where can I stay even for a moment?
I try to forget you
But where can I forget even for a moment?
I want to dream every night
But I can't make myself sleep.
If you could see, you would understand everything
Where can I hide this helplessness?
Sometimes the pain spills out of the eyes
But where can I remain silent?
I roam around with an ocean in these eyes
But how can I do this without crying wholeheartedly?
But I am helpless, I can't even die.
I want to tell you a lot,
But where can I say that?
The truth is that living is your bag
But where can I stay even for a moment?
About the Creator
Anecdote
I have found solace and joy in the art of writing. A girl who thrives on expressing thoughts, dreams, and emotions through the power of language. Join me on this journey of wordswordsđź’•


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