Ashley wished she could move
the dark clouds upon her faster
they were taking her spring
and she wasn't ready for the summerShe thought she was stronger
but it was getting harder
'where is everyone around me?' - she thought,
when it rains a lot at night
and it drains when I wake up
and I hardly make it for work
because I dont want to leave the house
and that's why you come to me
telling all these things when I'm late
but you don't know
and I can't explain
nobody knows
and no-one ever will~how Ashley felt
YOU ARE READING
Introspective of an introvert
PoetryWe're all the same. We feel the same but we manifest it uniquely. The words I say you feel them too.