Hush you poor thing
Please do not cry
And don't you dare
Say that goodbye
Their voice again
Are drilling your head
The only way to silence
Is if you were dead
But that's just not good
It's the easy way out
Praying for death
With their every shout
Please do not dare
Give in to I'll fate
For I'll live in the nightmare
Your death will create.
YOU ARE READING
When they don't understand (poems)
Poetry"We're all in the same game,just different levels.Dealing with the same Hell,just different Devils"~Unknown So no matter what we're all the same in the sense that we have our own problems that we try hard to deal with.Remember,when they don't unders...
