Cant fucking focus
All my thoughts are hopeless
Bullshit
Cope with it
Tie a rope in it
No eye contact
Theyre always watching
Look over and over and over
Whats that sound
Look down
Cry to your self
Inernally scream
Pray to who, to what
Sit in the dark
To get some peace
Left alone in thoughts
Tear yourself apart
This is beautiful. Title fits
This is beautiful.
Title fits the poem well and I really like the style of it!
People always stare but you
People always stare but you get used to that kind of awesome. I liked the description it did bring a sense of distraction and ominous feelings though it also recognized the fact that it was paranoia. Good write.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Worth a try..
Stare back softly, and straight into their eyes. No glare just stare.
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