Once my pride is gone
It's like my life was played
Like no one caredLike no one had any respect
Once I was gone
I felt like People want me here
Like I was neededWasn't I a fool
I was
A fool due to me thinking PEOPEL actually
Want me hereI felt like as soon as I was gone
People will respect and care for me
But are they really ?
Or would I just be another fool?There is only one way to find out ..guess ...

YOU ARE READING
Poems by a hurt one
PoetryThe thought you have that u don't want People to know ,all in here .the things only you know .it will get better and easier .trust me