"im on my own,
no one wants to help me.
my friends?
they don't really want to be
the girls in the hallway send cold glares
I'm really tired of all of the mean stares
the boys all look at me like I'm insane
i wait for the tears
i have yet to cry
I'm tired of pretending,
wanting to say goodbye.
it's time,
I remind myself,
now is my chance.
I look around my room
with one last single glance.
I swallow the pills,
pick up a piece of paper
a goodbye
such as
'I love you, see you later!'
tears flow freely
as i pick up a pen
writing
'your little girl is happy again.'"
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Sad Poems
Poetrymade this because I like sad things. Book one and two are on my profile if you'd like to read them as well + they are shit, k? appreciate you reading, voting, or commenting. «LOWERCASE INTENDED» (a.f. is me, if you're wondering. private message me...
