I Am Poem by Michael frisicaro

i am

i am the boy who cries,
i am the boy who eveyone he loves dies.

i am the boy with bleeding wrists,
i am the boy who wishes he did'nt exsist.

i am the boy who has loved and lost,
i am the boy who every good thing in the world seems to be at his cost.

i am the boy who no girl will ever dream off,
i am the boy who needs to be loved.

i am the bot who wishes he could fade into the backround,
i am the boy who wishes he could run and never be found

i am the boy with none to run too,
i am the boy who no one ever knew.

i am the boy who never had one true friend,
i am the boy who no one will care about in the end...

this is my life.


by Mihael Frisicaro