So I've came to that point in life wondering why I even bother
With people
With work
With fake smiles and laughter
With trying to be better
With hoping for a fairytale
With trying to be happy
Why try when you know your going to fail
So here's a cut to all the lies that have been said, to all the dreams I once had, to all those snide comments you've all said,
And finally to all the ways you make me feel dead
YOU ARE READING
A Tragic Soul of Poems
PoetryEvery word I write is mine and mine alone My soul is filled with darkness but has that dim light Maybe some day I will be able to hold onto it But for now I'll let the darkness swallow me Already this looks like some crap a wannabe wrote prob...
