I cry tonight,
Nobody knows why.
The people I hold dear,
They don't understand, don't feel the same way,
That's why I choose to push them away.
I try my best to be a good person,
Take into account people's feelings,
I know in everybody, they are sensitive,
So when I'm hurting; in pain,
Why do they not do the same for me?
So now, here I am,
In my own silent anguish,
I've been neglected again emotionally,
And still no one sees.

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Poems from the Heart and Mind
Historia CortaThese poems are all ones I've wriiten over the years, some in good times, some in bad. A lot are fragments of my imagination. There are some poems of suicide, love, broken-heartedness, confusion, and death. Enjoy.