When friends start to get busy
I’m left staring quietly
Too many thoughts running through my mind
I need someone. Please. Anyone?
They are hurting me from inside
As I walk home, longing for my room
Looking forward to finally speaking
Even when only walls are listening
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Published by J. M. Salgado
This is for the unraveling thoughts of a Filipina trying to understand the creatively altered life of herself and the environment that she lives in. Learning to live the life through writing.
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