Why her

by hateHIDINGtheREALme   Mar 10, 2008


THOSE are the words i say to myself everyday i wake up. i hate waking up knowing that i have face another day. i hate getting up and knowing that im gona go to. I hate having to smile and pretend everything is ok.im tired of lying and saying i love to live and deeply inside wishing i was dead. all im asking for is something real something i can look at and smile at and really smilling and not having to turn around and cry. I hate to face life knowing that i saw you in yur coffin and knowing that ill be alone forever. My "friends" know that i hide many things but they see me smile but they never see my arms, legs, stomach, and the back of my neck or the real pain in me. thats me wat kan i do i hide the real me to make others happy im not human anymore i walk like an dead person not caring about anything just hoping i will be in a coffin next to yu.

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