Directionless Poem by Bianca Astle

Tell me about your problems
your insecurities
your darkest days

You look for comfort
attention
in many different ways

You tell me everything
of what you're ashamed

Did you ever think that I may need the same...
I watch you
go from person to person

Knowing what you are seeking
I feel for you
always asking the wrong questions

I hope one day your eyes will open
So maybe you can figure out
your own direction