" At 4 am "
by Aubrey Bareno
It was 4 am. She lays in her head.
Listening to her favourite band
Thinking of all the things she has done wrong.
It was 4 am and she thinks of all those who left,
Blames herself for them leaving.
It was 4 am. She's looking at the window pane
Wondering if someone out there wants her gone.
She was listening to sad songs
Suddenly she starts crying. Finally lets it all out.
It was 4 am. She is not strong as she once was.
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