Poems

Poem 1

So many things buzzing around in my head,

I question, am I better off dead?

I fake a smile

And silently cry for a while.

I can't let them see this, so I put on my mask

And do almost every task.

They can't see these tears, they believe the lies.

But if only they really looked into my eyes...

They'd see how everything's fake

And deep down I feel like a mistake.

I promised I wouldn't, but the urge is back again;

But I can't do it without worrying every friend.

They just don't understand,

But they still try to lend a hand.

Little do they know I can't be fixed.

I just have to deal with these feelings so mixed.

I'm broken beyond repair,

Feeling like a waste of air.

They say I'm brave, they call me strong.

But the happy me they once saw has been gone for so long...

I've been hurt so many times,

But I hide my broken heart in the lines of these rhymes.

I can't let them know my secret

But I fear how much longer I'll be able to keep it.

Eventually it'll be obvious.

My friends aren't that oblivious.

I'll be confronted with the questions, "What's wrong; Are you okay?"

And have to lie my way through another day.

"I'm fine," I'll say "It's just a phase.."

Then waste away waiting for the better days.

Are they here yet? When will they be?

"They'll be here, just wait" They say to me.

So here I am, sitting in wait

While everyone's out on dates...