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by ~*^*~ longing to belong ~*^*~ Aug 31, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
I’ve tried telling my problems, I’ve tried telling my fears, I’ve tried saying what’s wrong with me, But nobody ever hears. They all have heartache, But what of me, They all are sad, But me they don’t see. I’m forever helping, And keeping them strong, While inside I fall apart, And everything is wrong. At one time I was like them, But I learnt by my mistakes, I felt I had no choice, But to keep a happy face. A cheeky grin, Is hard to bear, When you just want to help and be helped, And there is nobody there. But here I am once again, Worrying over everything else, Always fretting, always scared, Of something and for someone else. I’ve tried telling my problems, I’ve tried telling my fears, I’ve tried saying what’s wrong with me, But nobody ever hears.
by Poppy
i feel the same, this poem is great.