Stains Poem by Miss Grace

Every morning I wake up to the same alarm clock,
Every night I sleep with same memories haunting me.
What makes a girl so mature and wise,
Is beyond what everybody could see.

Same ticking of clock keeps me awake through the night,
I don't wanna sleep, I don't want to see the other day.
How come did I end up like this?
How did I go astray?

I am tired of crying, even at last I feel I am fake,
I consider myself overdramatic and liar over and over again.
Even if I ignore the numbness in my heart,
I can't chase away this pain.

I don't want this night to end,
I am afraid of the new day.
I pray I never wake up,
I think about last things to say.

Death seems as a pretty escape,
But a stupid way it seems.
I don't know what to do,
I feel lost in this realms.

My mistake again, I apologize,
Same words again and again.
Oh look how crazy I have become,
I no longer feel myself sane.

I feel sorry for my younger self,
Someone who had dreamed for a bright future.
I am sorry to all my friends and family,
All who me did nurture.

Last but not the least, I feel so tired now,
It's been a week and I still can't concentrate.
Seems like not all wounds heal,
Some stains are permanent.