I may be weak on the outside.
But you don't know what's on the inside.
Who are you to judge me?
When you are just like me also.
What's love got to do with anything really?
Was it not just a word for writing stories.
My tears are for someone special.
So don't get crazy when you see me cry.
When I'm weak that's when I cry.
It is time for me to not use the word emotions.
Emotions was just not meant for me.
Why do people want to see me weak.
Weakness is when you help someone.
A typical American loves to see another weak.
Why is weakness invented?
Here it is back again, emotions.
This word drives me MAD!!
I love you, I hate you, I miss you
Those three words can change your world.
By: NattyTheReader24
Song: Jessie J-Who you are
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Poems About Life
PoetryThese poems are about my personal life. They may be about others but I don't care because this is the way I can express myself.
