I feel lonely,
My house doesn't feel like home anymore,
My back hurts from falling down the stairs,
And tears are staining my cheeks,
This is not really a poem,
I mean its not like you care.
YOU ARE READING
Smoking Kills [poems]
PoesíaA bunch of poems i write when i feel depressed, this may be triggering and upsetting, so if this can not be handled you may quit. [nevermind, i dont own all of this poems, only the ones signed of by me]
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I feel lonely,
My house doesn't feel like home anymore,
My back hurts from falling down the stairs,
And tears are staining my cheeks,
This is not really a poem,
I mean its not like you care.