YOU ARE READING

Poetry

Like watching a play of emotions from the front row seats. Plethora. _________________ Plethora [Of Poetry]. Original Poetry By @JeonDaokookie.

50

13 3 0

by jdaokoo

by jdaokoo

Sitting at the wrong side of the table
The side no one sits at
Friends, laughing
They never thought for you

It was supposed to be a special day
Now I'm going to skip my breakfast
Feel alone, astray
All because I'm a sensitive little crap.

I might as well be sick
Then I can cry at home
Skip breakfast again
And I'll be all alone

Is that what I really want?
Do you really love me
If I have to do so much
But for so little

When does it
Will it
Matter
To you