My mind is running out of space
There are so many things going on my head
There are so many things left unsaid
Talking about it doesn’t make a difference
Crying about it doesn’t help the situation
What am I supposed to do
How I am supposed to feel
This role I’m playing is so fake
My truth is trying to relive itself
When it comes out will anyone be around
Will it be seen for what it is
Will it be seen as a cry for help
My mind is running out of space
This up and down thing called life is drowning
There aren’t many things keeping me afloat
Am I doing too much?
Am I feeling too much?
My mind is running out of space
When I am going to find my peace?
When I am going to find a way to release?
Day by day I am filling up inside
Day by day I am trying not cry
My mind is running out of space
I need to find a way
A way to let it out
My happiness matters too
No matter how life works out
About the Creator
Maelyn Jeffers
Throughout my life, I have been through a lot of pain, and I want to share my stories because as bad as it was I survived. I AM A SURVIVOR!!!!
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