Been through the dark
Been through the light
Now I seem to be going thru the strangest years ever
I am oddly detached from the rest
Yet never have I craved so badly for the company of another human
I don't want to hear their sweet nothings but
just to hear a loving sentence said in all honesty
would just about make my day
No taste for food
No mood to sleep
Several parts of the day seem blank as I reflect now
Misunderstood often
Biting back my lips to stop the angry words
Never ending test
Do I care anymore?
Does it even matter...
This is me,Patricia