Biography of not needed
I just recently got into poetry so please comment them and tell me what you think and if you have any advice on how to make anything better please feel free to comment as well
not needed Poems
Your out the door, your not going to be here anymore. When your having fun in your dorm, my tears will be streaming warm.
How I Feel
Sometimes I just wish, I could run away and hide, No matter where I go though, these feelings stay inside. How can I stay here & live each day a lie, WHen all i want to do is close my eyes and die?
Please define for me, o; pretty please, a bestfreind to me. Someones whos there till the end?
What Good Is Happy?
Walking around with a frown, rumors going all around the town, I know soon im going to breakdown. why i frown,
Being alone could be to much, It could be a subject hard to touch, Tears running down my cheak, I cant even speak,
Too much time, to think of my mistakes, my mind, my heart, my body all ache.
I'm surrounded by many souls, but I'm nothing but alone. I'm around warm bodies, but I'm still freezing cold.
im so depressed, i dont think you know this much stress im so sad so i dont understand why your mad
I have no words for you, Im not even sure what to say or what to do. Your suppose to love me, and as far as i could see,
Happy mothers day, to a mom who knows exactly what to do and say, from rushing me around the town, to when im feeling down.
why does noone want me? what have ive done wrong. i feel so unwanted and im tired of being so strong
If I don't smile and I start to cry, you can bet that there's a reason why. If I look to the stars above, I'm searching for an ounce of your love.
Who are you to tell me, What I should, or should not be. My life should not be your revision, but only be made of my descisions.
I Know Now
They told me to come along, I know it was wrong. But with me feeling everyones mad at me, I felt like i couldnt do anything but agree.
Being alone could be to much,
It could be a subject hard to touch,
Tears running down my cheak,
I cant even speak,
I like how i use to be,
my personality out there for everyone to see.
I use to be proud of that person,
but now I cant stand in a crowd,
The people I knwe, You could call freinds,