To you I may be boring,
To you I may be sad.
To you I might be weird.
But that's what makes me mad.
You only know that side of me,
You never get to see,
the side that I hide away
the one that I should be.
Inside my heart it is wild,
the feelings swell up inside
you'll never know the reasons
for all those times I cried.
You always jump to conlusions,
"it's just her, she doesn't care."
Why do you make my life,
my own personal nightmare?
Please just give me a chance,
I'll prove that you are wrong.
I'm not boring at all.
You can tell from this song.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Life, Love & Friendship
PoetryThe poems I have written about whatever comes into my head.