Unwanted,
Being in pain.
Blood everywhere
Being vain.
Heart upon my sleeve
The feelings that I show
You being on the top
Pushing me low.
Higher and higher
My hopes get.
Yet you keep on telling me
How I'm fat.
Smiling here
And laughing there
Makes it seem
Like you never care.
Yet I've got the hope
Telling me you do.
Telling me how I'm stupid
That I should trust you.
But in the end
Like always
I end up hurt.
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The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
