It started out cool,
Turned out to be a lie
Someone I didn't quite understand,
Has me weeping,
Cuz they're sick
That's only the beginning
It gets harder
People I trusted,
Stabbed me where it hurts,
Make me want to scream
They won't care,
Laughing is all they're good for
I am on my own,
Talking, Watching, Hearing,
Cooking, Baking, Living
Summer has come,
I sit abandoned,
No one to hang with,
They'll be gone for a year
I feel so lonesome,
Every day at home
Guess I should have listened,
Voice Inside My Brain,
Predicting my future,
Now Reality
YOU ARE READING
Burnt Mind
PoetryA book of poetry: The Grown Up Adult Version. Now that I moved out, this is me. One Quote that defines this book: "If you play with fire, you are going to get burned." I am the fire.
