Being born into this world was a mistake
No one loves me
No one ever has
No one ever will everyone says
It is so depressing
Knowing that
I am hated by my "family"
Hated by my "friends"
The guys that claim
They love me
Just used me
So if I were to die
Would someone miss me?
No I dont think so
Would someone show an ounce
Of caring?
Well if they do well
To late
Maybe if they would have
Made it clear that
I was a care in this world
Maybe someone they loved
Maybe I wouldnt be
About to commit suicide
Well world this is the
Only thing right
That is going to ever happen
To me
And all I have to say now
Is
GOODBYE
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my life as well as theirs (poems)
PoetryMy first book of poems they tell you about my life and the life of people around me