I look around myself,
When I'm at lunch break,
And see a bunch of smiles,
Wondering how many are fake.
I wish I could help,
The ones that are sad.
But I can't tell who,
Cuz none seem too bad.
They hide it so well,
What they truly feel,
You can't even tell,
If there smiles are real.
I wish it were easy,
To express emotion,
Cuz when I try,
My body freezes mid motion.
But I want to tell,
About the pain,
I just can't,
It's hard to explain.
So what am I supposed to do?
Keep it bottled up?
Is that the plan?
I'm just not sure I can.
But who would I tell,
No one seems to care,
I don't even get,
A pitying stare.
I'm not asking for much,
Just one friend,
Just someone who would notice,
If I dropped dead.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Lonely
PuisiSometimes I need ways to express my feelings and I do this through poetry. I am not at all the best poet in the world (not even close) but I just thought I would share them with you. Stay beautiful.
