No one will ever know how I feel.
For I cannot even explain it all.
Nobody to love.
Nobody to blame.
Everyone always the same.
Nothing to care about.
No reason to lie.
For I am me, myself, and I.
No ones sees what I see.
Nobody left to care for me.
It's kind of sad knowing what's true, cause then you know who's there for you.
Most of them just put on that act.
Thanks for making me feel this way, there's nothing more I should have to say.
All the times I was alone, makes me feel weird when someone's home.
Sometimes I ask what did I do to deserve this.
But nobody answers.
A voice in my head tells me to forget the bad and remember good.
But then I answer to myself saying there is no good to remember.
I always yell at myself asking why me? why?
People wonder why I don't go anywhere
sometimes I wish someone loved me.
Sometimes I ask what did I do to deserve this.
Sitting in a empty spare room.
No one to talk to about how I feel.
No one to ask me what I feel.
Is anyone out there in this harsh world we live in?
Sometimes I begin to wonder.
Sometimes I'm harsh on myself.
Morn comes and I wake up wishing I was never born.
Please help others, because today's lives our being taken out of this world just as easy as they are coming in.
You can change someone's life.
Make a change.
It's a tough world.
Comments (11 so far )
@Ra_ja_n i am girl . see my name first.
And poetry is a flow of emotions and words . hope i am clear.
i don't wanna anwer your questn.
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