I put up walls too many
I can't take them down
Put too much time
I can't tell if I am being myself
Myself is being mean
Mean to people i once said I loved
I held them close, but yet they left
I loved them deeply
Want to hold them close again
But I can't
My heart is too wounded
To let it happen once again
What to do?
What to do when you left alone
Wondering if they will come back
If they even liked you in the first place
YOU ARE READING
my life as poetry
Poesiamy life is a massive lesson at this point. So, instead of being sad about it, I will write poetry about it, and hopefully, people will understand. this is my first poetry that I am posting up. hopefully, you like it
