I can cry if I want to
Is it a new year ?
Then why do I feel the same shame
The same hate
The same fears
Is it a new year?
Really nothing really feels new
The same demons surround me
Laughing at me in their taunting ways
Is it a new year?
Why do I have the same thoughts
They haunt me everyday
I don't understand what's so new I try to be optimistic but the dark cloud tends
To follow me where ever I go
Is it the new year?
I hope so
Because I need something new
I need to be new
I can't stand myself anymore
I can't stand this anymore please
Be a better a year
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Benita Gonzalez
Just a woman trying to make it in this messed up world and I'm trying my best it's not over till I'm underground
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