Sitting in my bedroom all alone,
Just needing to be noticed,
Feeling like nobody can ever see me,
Pushing down on emotions,
I fear aren’t a strangers time,
Living as if I’m nothing,
Pretending everything is fine,
But when it’s your time to shine,
Why should I show a heart that’s breaking,
If you fear in the end you’ll still be nothing.
Poet In A Room
This is where I write - in a room, then poems are planted, grow, and bloom. I like where you took me ~~A~~