As I look at the fence I see a future,
But I don't feel like I should have a future.
My piece of paper crumbled sitting here,
With my dark mind and no one near.
My mind is crying of thoughts I want to disappear,
But I've got no magic that can make this appear so this isn't going to disappear.
This is real the pain is real,
And these emotions you can really feel.
You look at the piece of paper and want to rip yourself like paper,
Staring blankly like the whole world has shut down.
Your cheek stings but it wasn't that bad they say,
But your the one that has to pay.
It's your fault for most of the things,
Because your an idiot that shouldn't be talking to boys.
It's your fault for that slap,
Give a round of applause **clap clap.**
Be careful not to wreck the precious carpet,
Otherwise you will be flat like the carpet.
You heard me you just got threatened not to wreck it you will get harmed,
But that's okay it's okay to get threatened.
This is real the pain is real,
And these emotions you can really feel.
So I'm telling you,
Your allowed to feel and this is not right,
It is completely wrong.
YOU ARE READING
Vivid Poetry
PoetryThis is my book that is going to be filled with vivid poetry of all different kinds of related information that anyone could relate to. Romance, Imagination, Relatives, Mental Health and many others, I hope you guys like this book!
