Sitting alone,
quietly screaming.
Sitting alone,
desperately ridding.
Sick and tired,
of feeling guilty.
Wanting everything,
to never change.
Secrets,
left unsaid.
Lies,
left spoken.
Truth,
daring to explode.
Self-esteem,
daring to lessen.
Might be suicidal,
might be depression.
Who really knows,
except fate.
Words,
rambled.
Thoughts,
scrambled.
Do I miss you,
do you miss me?
Do I truly love you,
do you truly love me?
Wishing,
things were better.
Lacking,
things of happiness.
Will it,
stay?
Will it ever,
change?
I'm afraid of change,
along with other things.
I'm afraid of no change,
along with losing you.
Sitting alone,
screaming quietly.
Sitting alone,
desperately altering.
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