Sad Poems | A Collection of Poems Written by I

The kid in class

There's a constant guilt,

A constant nag,

I know I shouldn't be sad

I never had you to begin with,

You were never mine to lose,

So why do I feel so withered and loose?

I love your skin, your bones, your blood,

But now my thoughts are soiled by mud.

I love you, you don't love me

We were just friends,

To you I'm nothing more.

To you I'm the kid in class whom you sit next too.

You made me laugh,

You made me cry,

Now you make me want to die.

I'm sorry that I love you,

And I know you know,

But you act oblivious,

You act like you don't know.