Emotions

I go to bed every night,

Telling myself, "everything's gonna be alright".

"There's no need to cry. Come on, wipe those pretty eyes,

Close them slowly and dream about the big prize".

"Stop thinking child", she whispered, then smiled.

"Just breathe and picture peace.

Let all the negative thoughts cease".

All these emotions come to light,

Every one of them. And I'm left without a fight.

I wish it could all stop and let me be,

I wish that I could be set free.

It's funny you know.

How all the good ones suffer.

And you'd think with time, they'd eventually get tougher.

Being good definitely has its downfall

And it's that caring is a must, you just gotta answer to its call.

-Saskia