Promises had put a scar on me
I know adults make promises to children
Promises, they do not keep
but a scar has been built so deep
Now I'm struggling to make everything beat
my heart, my mind...
Why do I always feel like this?
Why are you always doing this?
I have so many questions
Answers... that I'm afraid to find out
Will you cry?
Will you even shed a tear?
Will you even care?
once you find my lifeless body lying on the coffin
This hurts!!! so bad you have no idea
being the person you don't wanna be
Tomorrow, I'll start to be the person you want me to be
The person I hate and despise
After tonight, I'm gone
A new person will appear
The person you want me to see
Tomorrow, happiness is gone
Hope for being me is gone.....
**I know the stanzas got no connection with each other, but when i was writing that's where it went and it is kinda unfinished too..
*Maybe I'll edit it out and make a new poem out of it...