Loneliness..
and the heart becomes heavy..
i can see how it runs
to grasp something, somehow..
to get attention
to not feel lonely
here there
it tries,
but finally returns back..
feeling the loneliness
felling the melancholy
feeling the irritation of the day
and i turn it to writing..
and PJ..
“An empty shell seems so easy to crack..
Got all these questions, don’t know who i could even ask..
So i’ll just lie alone and wait for the dream
where i’m not ugly and you’re looking at me..”
“All the advantage this life’s got on me..
Picture a cup in the middle of the sea..”
~ why do you want attention? why can’t you be lonely sometimes? feel the irritation, feel the loneliness.. let it blow you in the face like a strong wind.. ~
aditi premankit 