Unanswered
I wish I could practice what I preach.
There's a lot for me to learn, but no one wants to teach.
Feeling like I'm on a short leash. What I want, just out of reach.
So I too say fuck it because no one else really cares.
People say they're my friends but no ones truly there.
Not with a kind word. Not even a silent prayer.
I can only see the world through my eyes and my vision has gotten blurry.
But these problems are my own. I no longer expect anyone else to worry.
Cries for help go unanswered. I just wish the end would get here, and hurry.
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