People ask me,
'What is exactly your pain? '
I always tell them, my pain is insane
It's like chains in my brain
It's bloodstains and rain
It's having to explain
Something complicated again and again
It's never wanting to be awake
Cause I know all I do are mistakes
It's always having to be fake
So people don't know your ache
It's always being afraid
From the fear of being betrayed
It's wanting attention
But people stay away from your depression
It's wanting to be saved
But you end up shattered
Cause all people you know are fake
And you're afraid to meet other snakes
So you end up shutting yourself in from the outside world
Wanting to stay in your own dream world.
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I've written this one long time ago, I was on my worst days and I had to explain how it really felt to be me. I never showed it to anyone except my teacher who wanted to really help me out. Now I'm showing it to you .
YOU ARE READING
Compilation of Poems I have
Poesíajust bunch of poems I've written to express my feelings or just did it out of boredom. I'm putting them here in case I've lost my book
