Writings and poems of an unique design. These are all originals wrote by myself.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Pain
No one feels my pain. They just know my name. They see me as that guy and everything else is taken in vain. My mind takes quantum leaps, even when I'm sleep. But the pain is so deep that I feel like I'm a creep. My will is getting weak and I hardly wanna speak, but I just keep going week after week. I pride my self at this semi success but my parents only want me to be the best. I know I got it in me, but with friends who only envy, it's hard to remain friendly cause I wanna drive that bentley. I must be stuck in park because I'm losing my drive. How can I do my thing when it's only me by my side? This only a phase because the pain just comes in phases. I'm just waiting till the day I can finally sing high praises.
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