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Post by naturaldisaster on May 22, 2008 14:11:59 GMT -5
I look at my friends... Smiles on their faces. Then look at myself. A stranger I see. They talk as I nod. And act as nothing is wrong. To cover up my horrible past. Things I would rather not say.... But as the days go on I keep it all inside.... Everything that hurts me... All the lies I have been told... Should I believe what you say... Or should I just turn away. Refuse to hear your words.. In fear of breaking down in front of you. I hate to show emotion... But anger is all I mainly show.. Will they still talk with me if I show anything but that.. Will I be kicked out... Depression. Anger. Envy. Main things that I feel...
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Post by xxxmorbiddreamsxxx on May 22, 2008 15:55:17 GMT -5
I remember these type of poems from you from myspace, now i understand them a bit more than before.
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Vinyl
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Post by Vinyl on May 27, 2008 15:04:38 GMT -5
This has nothing to do with our mother nature.
Your poem is too vague and empty of personal touch to relate to in my opinion.
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