I feel heavy...
I feel some weight on my back
Pressing me to the ground
And I'm trying to oppose.
Something burdens me more
Than I can stand
I want to bounce back
But I can't.
So I'm getting used to that
Like I got used to your lash
That doesn't live one scar
One bruise, one mark.
I took this photo years ago when I was playing with my camera. I still cannot believe I had such dark hair ... The short poem I wrote right now. It reflects my mood perfectly. Enjoy and don't forget to upvote, please.