Shopaholic Poem by Sugar Bear

Shopaholic



Hand-me-downs and weathered shoes
Taunts and the tease of nothing new
I couldn't care there were better things
Secretly I'd reach for anything
With all the world I'm a bummy girl
Nothing can heal withered burn
I buy and I buy just to fill the blue
Most of the time I just like the view
I can and I will do what I have to do
Never again will they see the truth
It doesn't last I want something new
Line after line is all I do
No compassion no conceal
I find and I find for the way it feels
Tides will die and bags will rise
I can't control this need inside
Bummy girl in the pit of my heart
Burry her deep in a shopping cart
Love it once it won't love me back
Find it a home upon the pack
I need and I want and I spend and I cry
I hoard and I reach yet another height
Help me for I can't afford this life
Or my want and my need to feel alive

Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,hate,poem,shopping
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