Why must I be in this place?
This place is lonely
This place is bare
Who am I kidding?
It's not like they care!
In fact, they don't notice
I'm sure they feel fine
Because they don't love you
Not the way I do
How can't they see?
How would I be
If I didn't have your hand
Your hand on my shoulder?
Though you don't feel it there
I do and I know that you care
I wish I could tell you
And whisper my fears
I know that you'd comfort me
But you don't deserve the tears
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?