I try to be respectful,
I really do.
I try to be perfect,
Wouldn't you?
I don't have the perfect life,
That's why I use this knife.
Im bullied by peers,
They are the reasons for my tears.
I may look happy,
Bit if you actually looked at me?
You'd see the hwlp me in my smile.
You see that all I want is to be free.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
