Im a professional at being a mess up
Born with the natural gift
No matter what someone means to me
I mess everything up
How I long to once again be invisible
To be able to simply disapear
Into my own world
Instead of hiding in the shadows of my mind
But now you see everything is...
complicated
and I try to hide like I did before
but no matter what the failure finds me
I cant disapear without truly being gone
So as my mistakes
I will carry you with me
My children will know of you so they dont mess up like I have
The lovely world I want to go to is gone
so I must stay here a trudge on, and on, and on...
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryThis is my poems that I write whenever I'm mad, sad, happy, or just feel the need to creat something. It was called "Arts" but I feel that that title didn't fit any more. I really hope you guys get a chance to read this and tell me what you think!
