I wave at you
But you don't wave back
All I want
Is to hold you're hand
But you think I'm no goodI try my best
But I can't always win
I ask for help
But they won't tell me when
Cause they think
I'm no goodI told my mama I love her
But she never said it back
Only every
Laughed until she'd snap
Our fights always
ended with a smack
Sorry mama
For the good things I lack
And that
I'll never be no goodTold the paster
I didn't wanna be
No good
And he said
I wish I could
Tell you what you need
To succeed
But this road is long
And your shoes are worn
There ain't no way
You'll ever be
Any good
To anyoneI leaped down a well
And screamed down to hell
"I don't wanna be no good!
I wanna be happy!
Can't you
Let me Be
good?!"An angle
Fell down to find me
Dropped its wings
And sat beside me
"You've always been Good
These people
Didn't say
The things they should
Now if you can
Grab my hand
And step into the night
Watch the stars
They shine so bright
Just for the kids
Who think
They'll never be
No good.
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The Silent Ones
Non-FictionA collection of poems and words about my life. About life itself. About humanity