Hold My Hands 101 Poem by Lovely Claire Quillano

I step into the ground
The ground with sadness land
I'm trying to Stand perfectly
For the blind eyes of each soul

I keep on walking on the path
Even I don't know where It goes.
The path that give me pain.
And emptiness.

Some people hold me tight
And take me on a path makes me more confused
Surely people will hate it
But I keep on following them

Wanting them to hold me
Hold me and lay a whisper in my ear.
Tell me that I am not losing my mind,
That I am not the only one in this lonely world