Someone gave me this:-
I see that you're fighting
but for what?
remember it's your soul that YOU are killing
it's like leaving it till it rust
That's why you think it's "irreversible"
but I wanna prove that you're wrong
your soul is as beautiful as a marble
as well as it's still young
you're fighting a loosing battle
because it's against your past
don't waste your power that's as hard as metal
because your past did all ready last
you are amazingly brave
so why the tears?
remember your mood is your slave
so you have the ability to flip the tears to cheers .
I replied by:-
I can't do anything
because I'm born like that
facing my sadness face to face
and just being in a maze
I have no idea how to tell you
but I could promise you
it's the worst you feel
and could never heal
I write sad poems
to express what I feel inside
letting it go outside
staying on a book of lies
but thanks for your attention
it's just how my life works
writing sad poems is my intention.
