I Am
I am a fake human being
A false impression of myself in the sand of life
I am a fiendish rogue
I rebel against everything I come across
I am a person forgotten
It seems to the world that I have disappeared
I am the creature lurking in the shadows
For without me the darkness would be empty
I am the person who was once your friend
But now I am the castaway whom nobody wants
I am a lonely teenage girl
The empty shell of a foolish human being
YOU ARE READING
Suicide
Poetry"Believe me it will get better." Thats what everybody seems to say. It's not true though. It never seems to get better. The pain just gets worse, and slowly we waste away. Someday we will die and all this pain will be over. A collection of depressin...
