Why is it that you can have everything
But feel as though you have nothing
There are things I'm not proud of
Like how I sometimes lie to those I love
As I sigh
I just want to cry
Where is my life going?
There are no signs showing.
Sometimes I loose hope.
Almost like I'm at the end of a rope.
You slip and it could be the end.
Along with the new trend.
The trend of killing yourself.
Which the thoughts are no good for your health.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryThis will be a compilation of poetry put together. Kind of like a poetry book. I will have my new poetry and maybe some of my friends but I don't take credit for others work so if a poem isn't mine you will know.