i love sad poems but the things i write are not anything about me |
Waiting patiently under my bed
Don’t tell! Daddy said...
Is this the right time?
I'm all alone...
I need you
You're not hear...
Some days are bad but some are good but this just...
The soles poke through
It’s covered in glue...
Daddy is a dangerous man,
Everybody says so...
The day has come
I’m full of tears...
A second is like one hundred hours it seems like...
Although you see it in a blink of an eye...
The soles poke through
It’s covered in glue...
Little hill standing small and proud
Looks up at a mountain that touches the clouds...
Time favors no one |
Do you ever feel all alone with no friends to lean on and give you comfort cuz they are off talking behind your back? i do... and i am left in the dust...for people to laugh at me and say im ugly while your "friends" laugh with |
Take me away |