y'all rocking with... this?
I yearn for you to need my voice,
or even ever heed my choice.
A never-ending battle I must fight,
for you to lend an ear
You must, you cant, you won't hear
my plight of sorrow.
hear me calling out.
how it aches, my soul.
how it cries, shrieks, wails, shouts.
today, tomorrow, forevermore
Can't wait til spring comes and I can go on long walks and take pictures of pretty flowers and bees (and maybe outdoor cats i make friends with) and sit in the sun and just feel a little more alive again
ugh
Dead poets society (1989)
"i'm trapped"