POEM

I AM LONELY
I AM BLUE
I FEEL SAD
EVERYTHING FEELS UNTRUE
I FEEL OLD
I FEEL DEAD
I SPEND WAY TOO MUCH TIME INSIDE MY HEAD
ITS DARK
ITS GREY
I DONT LIKE LIVING HERE
BUT I DO IT EVERY DAY
WHEN WILL MY THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS GET OUT
WHEN WILL THEY FINALLY BE ABLE TO BE
WHEN CAN I
FINALLY BE SET FREE?

LIZ