I learned how to be happy
When others are, even when
I would rather be something else.
I learned how to wear this mask
Of a smile even if others say
It's ugly. I've tried to fit in and
make others Happy but
it would always Backfire.
No one is pleased no matter what
I do. I was stuck hanging from
A rope the more the person let go
The closer I would get to the
Dark abyss of loneliness. Till
Finally they let go. I fell till some
One else grabbed on but this time
She tugged me up with her weak
Arms. I had finally found friends
that stood by my side no matter
What. But I still ask my self one question are they really my
Friends forever?
YOU ARE READING
Short and bitter
Poetrythese are some short poems that I while be writing throw the passage of time.
