Sharing Our Innermost Thoughts

Evenings are so much poetic
But nights are when i bleed
I could just stand and watch
People laugh at my misery
I choose not to care
Every day, i wake up
Cause when i do
I do too much
And end up hurting myself again
It’s better this way
Hating people away
Coming close would
Just make things harder, okay
It’s better to shut myself in deep
It’s harder when I’m trying
And you don’t feel
Don’t wanna feel like
Being ignored anymore
It’s been months
I don’t even cry anymore
I’m just laying down
With open eyes
Every night just
With myself
Telling myself
It’s better this way
You expect a lot
And people don’t really
Care anyways.