I am sad.
But it's not a normal sad because
It's me.
My brain was born different.
My sad is a million shades darker, sometimes,
than normal sad.
It's normal for me, I guess.
The sadness springs out from nowhere
From the cracks in my mind
I need
a thousand hugs
and some good words.
I need to be held.
I want to
shake this off.
My words are resorting to basics.
My hands are frozen
I don't even know
what to say.
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