One Of My First Works So Don't Judge
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Most people don't care
They just stare
But once you realize the looks on their face is of pure disgust
Running away is a must
Listening to the things they see
And seeing the things they do when you walk by
The only thing you can do is sigh
Hearing the things said behind your back must've not been true
There were only a few who knew
A guy, a friend, and you
Giving in to the things said and did you let them win,
When you ran and hid
You who know better than to believe the lie
Still goes to bed at night and cry
why?
Scared of what they'd think your best friend left you let you sink
Sink deeper into a depression of worrying about what someone else would think.
Stressing, depressing of a stolen innocence that started it all
And the lies they told that forced the fall.
YOU ARE READING
B.roken H.eart, S.tolen T.rust
De TodoMy first few stories don't judge A poem type thing. i don't know what i'm doing.
