In my corner where the sun is never to rise,
No one can hear my painful cries.
I scream, I shout, I yell, and sigh,
And when it's noon, my voice begins to die
during the day time and during the night
I sit in my corner shivering with fright
People always ask "Are you okay"
I always say yes not knowing what else to say
I plaster a fake smile the rest of the day
It's doesn't last forever only a while
In my little corner it gets pretty lonely
I wish I had a friend to hold really closely
My mind is caged my life is a mess
I asked for a friend nothing more nothing less
I'm always saying I'm sorry
People judge me not knowing my story
Before I go to bed I'm all in tears they soak my pillow
As I fear I'm gonna let myself slip It's been happening for a few months I had lots of friends but they were all fake After letting them go I cried a lake I don't know why i'm so sad I used to be so happy and now that never last If I laugh even for a second
it goes away the next I'm feeling invisible I'm feeling ignored I don't like this feeling I'm getting pretty bored.
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Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
