Sometimes, I suppose I am happy
When I am with my friends,
Throwing my head back and covering my mouth
As I shake with laugher
At a joke someone just made.
But then the day turns to night
And my carefree grin turns into an unexplainable sadness.
I lay in bed.
Thinking about all the things I wish I could say.
All the things I'm afraid too admit,
Even with one pen, paper, and one mind.
It's nights like these when I realize
I am many things
I am happy and sad,
Outgoing and shy,
Quiet
But mostly,
I am empty.
Alyssa Nichole
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| Photo by Mecuro B Cotto |
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