It's really cold and I can't feel a thing,
All I felt was the cold air's sting.
No one was there and it was night,
There wasn't even an animal in sight.
So I just did nothing but wait,
But no one came by, the air was filled with hate.
I stood there eyes fixated on the ground,
Looked everywhere but no one to be found.
The only friend I had was this dark,
As I swung on the swing, alone in the park.
Earlier seeing people, laugh, smile, and grin,
How are they doing that, where have they been?
I admire those who know how to smile,
But smiling, laughing, and having fun isn't my style.
I used to be happy like them long ago,
But things changed as I began to grow.
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Poems For The Sad Soul
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