I hold my thighs close uptight
While crying through the passage of another night.
Outside I hear people laughing louder
While my heart's just sinking deeper.
Does laughing and gossiping about my insecurities
Fill your heart's content and make it satisfy.
I considered you to be my best friend
While for you, I am probably just another mere.
You say you are not judging
But your face says you are lie-ing.
You don't have to give me glares
It's just worst than your spite remarks.
You say you feel sorry for me
But your eyes say otherwise.
Didn't you consider saying the truth classy?
But after a little taste of it, you claim it trashy.
When you do those things it's funny and lit
But when I do it, it's just not right.
Every time I have to give you my forgiveness
But currently, I guess it's just running out of business.
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Unspoken
PoetryEveryone has upsetting and depressing days. Everyone has something that they want to escape from - depression, anxiety, pain, and 'REALITY'. Poetry is my way of escaping that reality. This is a Collection of horrible poetries written by me during g...
