There's a reason I
Punch, poke, and am mean
To my friends
My reason is if I don't behave this way
It won't hurt as much when they leave
They won't break me down
I won't feel hurt when they leave
I won't feel like I need them
Because everyone I'm nice to or love
Leaves me
They get up and leave
Walking right out of my life
Never seen again
So I don't be nice
I try and keep my distance
Not well but I try
Very hard to keep a distance
YOU ARE READING
I'm hurting
PoetryThese are poems from deep inside my mind. I don't want any judgement about these ok. This is just my release from stress, sadness, and loneliness
