All Of Me2 Poem by Laura arwen

I feel tired
to be who
I am or
where I live,
sometimes
Being alive is
very dangerous for
me because everyone
is an enemy
I need to
have my own
place but it
doesn't belong to
this world
I think I'm
really happy only
in my strange
dreams
I think my
life is voted
on the research
In some days
I'm too lonely
to feel desperate,
suffocated and bored
I have to
stop being obsessive
I need to
cope my fears
and my limits
I don't feel
stronger enough to
love someone
Rarely I think
to live in
purity
I don't feel
the need to
make certain experiences
I don't think
to be able
to improve myself
I'm too much
unstable and problematic
I don't want
to suffer or
ruin my soul
I walk alone
forever
My life is
voted on reading
and writing poems
I wait for
my old age