MuteA Poem by Fanicia E.4/3/2016
Here I sit alone again
With intentions not to speak Just because I'm kind does that make me seem weak? An asocial insomniac, I think I've reached my peak You see my problem's very special It's definitely unique But I can't quite find the solution Or the answers that I seek Should I pretend to be content? Or continue being meek? My modest offerings to the world Aren't worth a glance or peek. So I'll just rot from inside out Till there's nothing left of me © 2017 Fanicia E.Featured Review
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1 Review Added on February 1, 2017 Last Updated on February 1, 2017 Tags: depression, asocial AuthorFanicia E.Houston, TXAboutI'm Fanicia, I read, write, design, and create. I'm from Houston, born and raised. I actually had an account here in high school, but deleted when I stopped writing for a while (if anyone knew sisyque.. more..Writing
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