Alone But Painful - Poem by Myra Diaz
When you are alone,
it's a feeling of being left out.
When seeing nothing,
you have a mind of doubt.
Feeling the way you feel.
When you think someone is real.
But knowing their fake,
thinking, 'give me a brake'.
When seeking in life,
it's just a whole other obstacle.
When living in dreams,
just nothing but a fantasy.
Referring to unreliable's
no one can trust.
Not even a friend,
who's always been in a bust.
While being a nobody,
it hurts to see love.
But yet, it's better to be alone,
than in pain.
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