Me

I came back from work,
exhausted and numb.

I ask myself,what lies in front,

I talk to myself,
but it seems vain.

silent,
I can feel the air.
quiet,
me,myself,and no body else.

Scary?
sometimes.
Barely Survive,thats my life.

Lonely?
sometimes
Its just the truth I hide inside,

I refuse to give in,
I refuse to sleep.
I refuse to be hopeless.

I made mistake,
I learn from it.

Stubborn I might be,
foolish I can be.

it is just,
Dirty little me.

Who lives like,
dirty little kid.