Lying in bed with a book in my hands,
whispering indifferently about how no one understands.
Reading the word's softly to myself,
wishing that for once I could be someone else.

*This is such a simple way to start your poem, but it makes me sad. I can relate to being in my room reading, feeling so alone like it's just me. I felt the way you descibed this was very soft and beautiful. I loved it :) *

I know that I've wasted my life on selfish dreams,
never thinking about anyone but myself it seems.
Talking to people who suffer but never giving help,
I don't want to be me, can i be someone else?

*I love the last line!!! I feel like you got that from me because I feel like that very often. Like I no longer want to be in this skin and see what I see everyday. Another flawless stanza, equally strong to the first*

It's hard to live in a life full of terror,
but lately i have started to realize my error.
I'm to absorbed in what may happen to me,

*You used the wrong to here it should be "too"*

that i never fully recognize what i refused to see.

He's the best of them all but i hurt him so much,
I bet if i held him he'd wither from my touch.
It's not healthy to dwell on one's empty life,
But I'm starting to see why i always cry.

*Awwww that's sad hun *huggles* I really enjoyed this poem Lily. I feel like you put all of your feelings out there for us to read. I noticed this poem didn't have your normal diction, it was worded differently, simple. But I think that's what makes it so much sadder. It was straight to the point. No fluff or pretty words, just straight from the heart emotions. I loved it. I think this is my new favorite :) Nik