I feel so tired
from all the rejections,
I am so tired
for being unhappy and lost.
Wondering why I became like this,
Looking back and now-
I wished I didn't.
Why am I like this?
Trying so hard to fit.
Why am I like this?
A pathetic poet without a rhyme.
-roseesesch
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryThis poem is written by my thoughts, past and heartbreaks. This is where I put all the bleeding words in my head. A broken poem from a broken pen. And this poem is not just for me. I also write to rescue those dying hearts. I write for those who can...
