Why is it that I look so different?
With my nose in the books instead of acting so flippant?
Their bliss is blinding and it's my only wish,
to be that happy one day, instead of in this ditch.
My family is not rich, in love or in money,
And those girls laugh it off like my pain is so funny.
My heart is breaking, wilting I fear
And the road I trek in life is becoming that less clear.
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My Poetry of Feelings
PoetryJust the collection of poems I write during the course of my life <3 Anytime I feel a dramatic feeling it shall go here xD They're really short but simple and you really get the point with them...most of the time Anyways, thanks for reading whoever'...
