Poetry

People are Cruel

If one day you wake up
And I'm gone
Don't cry, don't grieve
Don't write paragraphs about
How much you love me
Because,
When I wake up aone in my
Darkest hours, you weren't
The one that would stay up
At night to make sure I'm alright,
Don't say I was a wonderful girl
An wonder how people could
Be so cruel,
Because in some ways,
You were the reason I might've
Took my own life that night.
Sometimes,
I feel like no one understands,
No one listens,
No one pays attention,
I'm alone in a room,
Locked and sealed inside,
Trapped,
I have no place out there,
The world,
How it frightens me,
People are cruel,
Sick and twisted,
The outside is rigid
I shall stay home,With myself...
But, I am the scariest one,
LLocked away because,
I frighten them.