Some Feeling Poems

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Why do I do the things I do?

Is what I say really true?

Am I being selfish or am I being helpful?

Or is it that I don't want things to be dull?

What drives me?

My own personal gain, or everyone's glee?

Maybe that's why I push others away,

When it's me that shouldn't stay.

Would it be better if I just wasn't here?

I'm not even worth a tear.

But I will make things right,

So we can move on to a future that is bright.

I will carry my scars and scratches,

And I will cover the bruises with patches.

I will not regret anymore,

I'll stretch my angel wings and soar.

And instead of making the memories last,

I will move on from the past.

So I will be the one you miss in the end,

For these feelings just won't send.