While staring at the facade
I thought about all the accomodations,
that I have done for others.
I am distressed.
I have concealed my internal feelings,
meanwhile a porter approched me,
asking me if everythings "okay".
I reply slowly and softly "yes".
Although a myriad of oppessed
hurtful feelings were running throught my mind,
Everyday I would walk around withantipathy.
On my own time I like to express them in lyric form,
singing myself to sleep,
I wish to be liberated!
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