How far can I go?

Alone I can’t go too far.

But I’ve been doing this on my own.

Every time I’m burdened,

You say I’m not alone.

Sometimes it’s just the simple things.

But my eyes are too blinded to see.

For every smile, and the sadness behind the scene,

Heal me and show me mercy.

If someone could read me back my pieces,

Until these thoughts sink.

Or read my mind and don’t let me overthink,

Maybe I’ll be fine, that’s my thesis.

Who else would these sorrows bear?

Burdens I cannot spare.

Realities I wouldn’t share.

Even when they seem to care.

Optimistic about life,