Poems from Vespertinal
Nobody knows you're dying inside but you.
The appearances and facades you put on to the world
only mask what's inside and hide it from...
Christmas just around the corner.
Holidays both near and far.
Celebrations everywhere now,
So why do I feel so left out?
Don't have...
When the world keeps rolling
and the days keep coming
and your routine stays the same,
but the challenges persist
and you're lacking...
I don't feel like me.
I haven't felt like me in a long time.
It feels like I've left myself behind,
and there's no going back to find me....
Patience is a virtue,
so I've been told.
But instant gratification seems so much easier,
so much more appealing,
how can it not be better?...