My world

by amira   Jan 25, 2004


Sometimes i cry
and i dont know why
i just sit there with tears
from pain and fear

i am often alone
from a world unknown

i put on a mask
to hide from what i am truly feeling
so i can be left alone and do some self-healing

i feel my world is one big joke'
one big joke, like one big hoax

but now i have to leave my worries behind
so i can move forward and be refined

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  • 20 years ago

    by amira

    thanx