People say I'm funny,
They say I'm great,
But they don't know,
Of my fate;
I sit around,
On this dead ground,
Feeling hollow,
They shoudn't follow;
I can't be,
What you need,
So please,
Leave me be;
I stand alone,
In this darkness,
Hoping for a light,
It makes me seem emotionless;
In reality,
I do feel,
It just seems so surreal,
I feel,
But it's always sadness,
So since I can't be,
The very thing you need from me,
Keep me as a memory,
And leave me be.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoesíaJust some poems I created in my spare time. This is amateur work and I will no longer be posting my poems on here. I'll be creating a new "book" to post my more current poems in
