"Empty empty"
I sing bitterly in my head
"Worn out"
Were the next said
I want to lie down today
and not face the world and what they have to say
They made me empty
Joke after joke
Sadly, in public I never spoke
The emptiness is alluring
Everyone was jeering
So here I am
Feeling bleak and rather sad
All the words I though of
brought me down
Whether "I will never be good enough"
or "I should go and drown"
This numbness has become my nature
You couldn't understand what I endure
That heat of discrimination on my back
They keep pointing out what I lack
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Hollow Thoughts
PuisiPoems without titles only meaning. Not all poems are true. It's honestly so cringe-worthy.
