It's all hidden behind the smiles
All our troubles go on for miles
Its now that I realized I'm really alone
Even more so at home.
I've never been easy to talk to
Shy quiet and reserved
People mistook me for a bitch but all I want to know is what I did to deserve this.
I see people in pairs
Happy at home
And love in their eyes
But I'm all alone
And I'm dying inside.
YOU ARE READING
'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran
