No matter what she cant be
H
A
p
p
Y
Its just so wrong with what's going on.
You'd look at her and think;
oh, the cheerleader with the
Perfect boyfriend, with the
perfect family, with the perfect hair, with the perfect eyes with every blink.
People would love her...or so they said.....
But for some reason she felt so dead.
Empty inside, wanting to die,
crying
and
crying
until her eyes were swollen the next day.
always wore sweaters to hide the scars;
the scars that show the truth about this so called "star"
she was no queen, yet a helpless little speck of dirt. Waiting for the rain to fall so she turn to mush and people would just play
and
play
with her.
*and her feelings*
She's so numb from the world.
in-fact..shes intact in her own bubble where all she See's is gray sky...gray faces...gray...everything
But u'd never know it from looking at her.
So thats why she goes on the way she does.
Because if she didn't;
She'd be alone, sad...
and possibly dead.
*weither u liked it or not...comment and tell what u thought*
**this poem is for my friend patrick. Even though i havnt known him that long, hes been nicer to me then half my friend i've known since 3rd grade**