Social Seclusion
Socially self-secluded because socially i do not exist, my thoughts cloud my mind
(outcast, loser, weirdo, dramatic, emotional wreck) these can not be repaired
no matter how much i fix i am bound to fall right back to pieces leaving,
retreating to my safe spot allowing silence, but still these thoughts cloud
my mind as they will until the end of time, even long after im gone.
by: Javoan Miranda
This poem is about:
Me