Its The Way I Am.. Poem by Rose Rosado

It ended up being broken..

Torn Apart. Ripped to pieces,

As if a savage beast has

Invaded my dreams.

I'm a loner, a person with

No where to go, to hide,

To sleep, to rest..

I think for myself, and only

For me. None are trustworthy, nor

; precious; to be with.

I hide my feelings,

Hating the ones around me,

No one would possibly understand

On how im feeling..

It feels that people are against

Me. And I enjoy it. I

Rather be alone and watch

The people enjoy themselves. Its

The way I am. It's who I am.

I give people happiness,

Even if it hurts me deep inside.

I serve for people who

Are unhappy.. And the ones that

Search for help. I

Would be willing to help, and

Be thrown away in the end.

I feed on sorrow, hate,

And despare. Its the way I am..

Its who I am.... Its the

Way I want it to be..