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This is a poem I worte, it is all the different feelings I was feeling at the time. |
They never forgive nor forget They are just words to make you feel Like nothing ever happened Just another lie Never the truth been told Or found out Just a little something something to Help your wrong seem right No one knows Or ever will How I truly feel I am not strong Only week My heart is dead Dead to me I want life to just be over with Sometimes I just cry in bed I just need someone who loves me Cares about me And who thinks they understand or know me All just for me Not for who they want me to be Or think I am I am only me Something to think about All to see Who really does care Care for me? Is it you? Or maybe he? I do not think either That is just me Scream Stab Shift Slap All toward you Or away Whatever Never what you say What you say? Ha! Who would believe a word of it? Not I! I am through with caring And “falling in love” I am through with you I will just through you to the mob I hate having to work harder than everyone And still get barley by I am an independent person That may be why I was born on the forth of July That takes me back Just to think I remember walking up to mom Whom was at the sink And saying, “Since I have nieces and nephews and was born on the fourth of July If I were born a boy, would you have named me Sam?” “No.” She said, “Sam is a girl’s name.” “It is short for Samuel, though That is a boy’s name and this way I could be referred to as ‘Uncle Sam’” I argued and walked away with a smile upon my face Those days When I was young Were the best days ever I wish I could go back in time Keep it that way forever Back to reality I am some freak of nature That no one sees Are you blind? Or is it me? Am I truly someone invisible? May sound cool to you Not to me Invisibility just hides your appearance Not your heart and soul Does not matter, though I lost those years ago I wonder everyday I live on this earth When I am gone Will I be missed? People tell me They will miss me when I am gone If you ask me They are wrong I am just a freak An outcast A loner Why would anyone miss someone like me? We are all born the same way Naked Cold Bloody No status No haters No hate No anger All from a women Only difference Really Is the sex Lets go back Back to the day we were born Live life The way we did back then As we grow older We begin to realize More and more each day Babies and young children discover Adults and teenagers wish Dream And hope Lets go back Back to the day when the world was just the world And life was just life |