Three boys at the table
All of them I know
The one I've known the longest is the closest friend to the boy I love
He looks at me with worry as the others ask
"How come you never smile?"
I look at him again and there he is
Staring with worry and pity too
I stay silent of course but my mind
Is as loud as a dying frantic horse
I'm sorry I can't smile with these things on my mind
I'm sorry I've forgotten how
I'm sorry I can't smile when the only things I'm thinking of is of him
Hanging from the ceiling fan
And her
on the floor with bloody slit wrists
I'm sorry I can't smile when all I want to do is give in
I'm sorry I can even smirk when all I want is a blade against my skin
I'm sorry I can't give you a genuine smile when I know they've caved in
"Come on Ashley, turn that frown upside down."
Well I'm sorry I can't smile when I know I've let them down
I'm sorry my face holds nothing but a frown
I'm sorry I let them down
Again
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Hello, Just Me Here
LosoweJust some writing to get my mind off things, not all are good but they're there.