Made by Priscilla 4-22-16
Who are you?
Why do you care?
How do you stay strong?
Are you really there?
When will I realize what you say?
You say I'm pretty I say, no way.
You say you care
Why don't I see you there?
You're what a friend would want
A shoulder to cry on
So tell me, why are you alone?
And without me you tend to roam?
People see right threw you
I hate to see this through.
I do the exact same
So I have no one to blame.
When will I fully care?
The world will never know.
What I know fully, truly, and completely
Is that I'm Trying.
YOU ARE READING
Poems For the Wild Things
PoetryThis is us, the wild things, the beasts, the outcasts, the street smart, the nerds, the rebels. We are known to be disturbed, silent, unknown, and small... But we ARE creative, imaginative, known, loud, rebellious, fun, and BIG. this is us....
