Every Night
Poem #7
I told my self that I have to rest,
Telling my self that it was for the best,
Even if I feel the hurt in my chest,
It was such a pain and a mess.
Deep down I know it can't be mine,
To be a writer? It wasn't right.
Because people are judging day and night,
Didn't even know they're crossing the line.
I'm not good, I know.
I can't be as perfect as you,
Can't be the front page in a tableau,
But I am doing what I can do.
Judging me by my physical appearance,
Telling me I'm mysterious at first glance,
Wearing glasses for fame and for what?
For trends? I never think about that.
I'm just being me.
The girl who I'm used to be.
The girl who's now happy,
From being so sad with anxiety.
Depression is a hard thing to deal with
Suffering from that every single day,
Anxiety which makes me even more sad every day,
Telling me negative feedback, you did.
You don't cry every night while I do!
I can't last a day without dealing with at least one,
At least one problem God has given me to do,
I hope this all gets done.
I love you, even if you hate me.
You're still a friend,
You're still a human with life that ends,
Every Night, I'm crying and I'm back to the old me.
YOU ARE READING
Untold Words From A Broken Heart
PoesíaHi! This is dedicated for those who love poems. Keep in mind po na gawa-gawa ko lang po ang mga Poem na ito. No plagiarism. Hindi ko kinopya, pero aaminin ko na nanghihingi ako ng inspiration mula sa mga napapanood ko na Spoken Word Poetry. :) Thank...
