She told you her story;
You told her to let it go.
She told you she hurt myself;
You told her to grow up.
She told you she thinks she's fat;
And you simply turned your back.
She told you she wants to die;
And you walked away.
She didn't tell you that you made her cry;
And you didn't care if she was alright.
So how come you stood at her grave,
And cried, wondering why?
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryPoetry is a way of expressing our most dark, twisted, confusing emotions that we feel no one understands. You are not alone in how you feel or what you are going through. These poems are written to help people realize that and feel less alone. WARN...
