No where

by Broken Inside   Jun 19, 2004


No where to run,
No where to hide.
I guess soon or later,
I'm going to have to face,
All the feelings I have inside.

I have so much to say,
But no one to listen.
No where to go,
Yet no point in staying.

Time to brush it off again,
Like it's no big thing.
Don't need anyone to worry,
That's not my kind of thing.

My friends know something is up,
'Course I won't say much.
I express my feelings through anger,
Hating everyone soothes my pain.
Do you think it's some kind of game?

My parents don't get it,
Why can't they see?
I'm becoming someone I don't even know,
Someone that is not me.

Slowly, my world shatters
As I fall deeper and deeper
Into a trap with no escape,
Losing everything I once had,
Never felt so great.

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  • 20 years ago

    by David

    Sometimes my parents seem not to know me either.
    Nice poem, a lot of emotions. I loved it, it grabbed me.
    -David