Why can't I be happy?
Why am I always sad?
Why do people laugh,
When they don't understand.
Deep inside I'm hurting,
From everything they've done.
All I want is to smile,
And be free under the sun.
There is a journey ahead,
That I must take.
How can I take it though?
When I haven't much strength.
They never make my spirit rise,
They only melt it slowly.
Inside my heart is dying,
From all of the pain.
I want them to heal the pain,
But they'd only be doing it in vain.
They don't understand me,
Maybe that's why they're mean.
Even that's not a good reason,
To be doing this to me.
Why can't they see?
That they're hurting me.
Don't I care to them?
Or am I just a problem.
I'd like to know,
What I am in their eyes.
Do they really care?
Or is it all-pretend.
All I'd like to know,
Is why they hurt me so.
<3a poem i wrote about things going on in my life at the time. what do you think<3
2007-02-26
07:46:24
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