Its Me, Not You

Do i need to drag an attention from the world, so they know what i’ve been felt and through?

The weight of the world hanging on my shoulder, all the pale colour the only image i can see.

I dont know what happen, is it me being small or the universe got so big?

Last night i forgot something, i’m not through this alone. I should fill the paint with the colour of you.

Forgive me for not drag your attention, it is my fault decision to not share the pallete with you and it leaves you broken instead.

I’m not okay and its not allright. So please gave your hand, the weight of the worlds getting harder to hold up.