i try to push these feelings back
but i never do succeed
the darkness sinks in like a plague
like roots of a tree.
i see people pass all nonchalant
not even passing a glance
smiling and laughing everyday
never bothering to hear my rants.
the tears fall down
like the rain in a cloud
sobs echo out
"they'll never be proud."
so here i sit
not getting a second glance
forever wondering why
i was given a chance.
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Words Left Unsaid
Poésiebook i have to write for school mostly vent poetry or other stuff trigger warnings possible
