Monday, May 13, 2019

Never a friend to all the friends.

13.05.2019 (Sunday)

I am sick
Always think of negative things
And no friends or gangs to be around with.

Checking on my Instagram
Y'all are party here and there
Lepak till the midnight ends.

Lighting up my cigarette
Puffing out my anxiety
Saying "Hi" to my old friend, Depression.

Standing by the bedroom window
Staring across to the window next door
Spacing out like I don't feel anything at all.

Overthinking over and over
Like i dont even matter
To anyone in this whole wide world.

All alone and being left out
All i want is to hang out
Get drunk with a bunch of peeps till i sober up.

Going on trips and adventures
Talking shits and our hearts out
Is all i could dream of now.

I tried to open up
Making effort to come out
But there's no one that care to hear out

You dont even care to be around
Giving me a cold shoulder
Like i am some sort of a clown

All i wanted is just to feel belonged
Among some genuine cool people
That i can call them mine.