The Gifts

by ScarredToTheBone   Mar 14, 2008


I knew it was wrong
But I couldn't help myself
I gave them gifts
I gave them praise

I had to try
And buy their love
The more I gave,
the less I got

And in the end,
I had no one.
I just sat
And cried.

I never got a card of thanks,
a hug, a kiss
Just disgrace.

They saw through
My Vail of innocence,
Straight through to my deception.

They wanted out,
No more lies,
So now I can not help but cry.

I hope that one day
I will find,
Friends whose love I don't have to buy.

I want to just be myself,
No more lies,
And have some one,
To share my mind.

Tell them everything,
And still they sit
Next to me,
For all our days.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Monica

    I know how you feel, being used....
    I cannot even tell who my friends are anymore either...

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