First, listen

12 Agustus 2021

Is there any place I can make home
Cause I lost and lonely
I need place to lay my body down
The place that warm me
I get frost bitten here and there
From the dark blue cold night

Is there any love I can make it mine?
My self full of hatred comes from my mind
They constantly say bad things
They constantly want me to hurt me
They constantly try to make me disappear
They sound voices, “You are not loved.”

Is there any people listen to me?
I am hurt
I am an open wound
Is there any one can safe me
Just be here
Listen to me crying
Love can be better
But listen, I want to be listen first



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