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THOUGHTS 2
What I am at this point is an accessory to my mind
It doesn't seem to need me to do what it likes
My permission not needed ,
Locked out of my own head ,
Stranger like always even to myself
Stranger to my family and the world in general
Sometimes I wonder what they think of me but at the end of the day I settle with not caring what anyone has to say
I feel pretty empty, I always have but at least now I have you
Is that what love is about?
Having someone to fill that empty void inside you.
© aur¡€°