Broken Wings - a poetry collection

anyway

don't worry about a thing
no one reads these words anyway
these lines mean nothing anyway
my passion is something locked away deep inside me
anyway
no cares anyway
no one will see this anyway
i send these poems and story ideas out
and they come back with silence
and more self-doubt and internal misery
it's clear, to me, anyway
that everything anyone ever said is a lie
i won't be a writer, no not anymore.
no one cares anyway
"uh sure" anyway
your fake joy
is appreciated
but i can't have it anymore
so this is my final note
one final poem
a goodbye to all i've said,
all i've wrote
no you won't find anything more from me
anyway.