If I cry no one sees,
no one cares about my broken dreams,
no one bothers to take the time,
to pick me up,
when I face the ground.
I try to walk on,
I strive to be,
somthing other,
than the emptiness in me,
but sadness is not fleeting,
and darkness consumes,
so as soon as I step inside,
I’m trapped in this room.
