kay, so i made this today, but i guess it sums up how ive been feeling for a while now. of course those names shot at me dont really help. i dont knwo about you but have you every wondere why the groups of bullies and mean poeple pick on the different and shy? i mean we do have a life, but we know when and where to keep our mouths shut.. unlike you.
Why do i feel so empty inside?
Why am i feeling so bad,
For all of the regrets that i’ve had?
Maybe if it isn’t plain to see,
Im beaten up inside.
Broken and nowhere left to hide,
No one can see these tears i cry.
As hard as i try
No one is here to save me from myself,
Maybe im like a doll upon a shelf.
Favourite and friendly for a time,
Then i lose my shine.
And get forgotten after the time withers in its pride.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrysome of my poetry i oh so desperatly tried to write myself... not the best but hay! who said i was any good at all? but i still bet you wont read it!!!
