Always someone better
Even at my best
A bird without its feathers
I've been thrown from the nest
They're supposed to be my friends
What I hide, they'd try to see
They should help me mend
Instead they help me bleed
I miss the easy days
When nothing even mattered
Now I count the ways
Of how I am shattered
My heart is made of glass
But now it has broken
I am falling fast
From each word you have spoken
YOU ARE READING
My Secrets Uncovered
PoetryCompilation of poetry I've written, pretty much all based off my life. When things happen I write to try to feel better.
