Thursday, 4:10 p.m.-4:17 p.m., 17th May 2012 by Jenn
With my anxiety,
I fought with me;
People are scolding,
The imperfect me.
My existence,
My presence;
What's wrong with me?
Why is there so much cruelty?
Passion,
A mansion;
Do I cry to release tension?
Do I regret for obsession?
In whatever I do,
It seems wrong to you;
Let the rain fall on me as I thank you in me,
I feel like leaving this world and faraway flee.
Take me,
I'm ready;
Hit me,
I'm sorry.
A good way to release your feelings
ReplyDeleteYes, dear...
ReplyDeleteIt has been so for 11 years now...