All you desire now is to kill someone using your stare,
because you feel helpless, you feel less important,
you are tired, you feel sad.
You are waiting for something that won't even happen.
Stressed
Oh, how you wanted to cry because of pain.
You find ways to fight it, trying to stay strong.
You learn to lean on to your friends' shoulders to comfort you
But that didn't work out. The pain is all on you.
You need meds; pain killers, and you wonder would it ever be enough?
Stomach Ache
You are about to explode now but you still managed to wait.
Love
Still waiting for my checked advisement form,
Patricia
P.S. I'm writing using my phone. Straying away from boredom and annoyance. I wanna explode now.
