Bring on the pain I'm ready for you, I'm ready for hurt and I'm ready for sadness. The only thing is i dint think i can handle much more. The things you bring hurt me so bad, they make me feel lonely and they make me feel sad. I try to remember the good times I've had, But no matter what i do things make me so mad. Sometimes i wish i would die for one day and come back and start a brand new day...But even if that could happen i would still be sad and lonely, hurt and mad. You dint understand how bad things get but i may not show it but my attitude my so called glowing confidence is just a big front, everything is fake, make no mistake I'm sad nd depressed and i dint know how much more i can take. so hear my words in this sad yet simple poem...I'm hurt and I'm lonely and the only person that knows is.....no one....
