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You never knew anything about me
Saying i am uncool Now you still think i am uncool You still know nothing about me You go along in your ignorance How would you feel being left out Being your own Best Friend For so many years of your childhood Is it not meant to be the best time of your life You don't know how it feels Nor will you ever Going along with this ignorance Sick of wasting my time Trying to be myself to fit in Hoping i will be Accepted The way i am I can't believe some people Told me to be another person I couldn't be another idenity Its hard enough figuring out who i am myself Let alone trying to wander carrying two burdens of idenities You don't know how it feels To be the one looked down on You don't know the feeling of paranoia Or depression Or even feeling hatred You don't know how it feels Walking home Bleeding to death nearly everyday No idea how it feels sleeping in dark bruises Or to see half you skin printed in bruises Or to see almost all your body is bruises Worst of all you never knew how it felt You will never know how it felt to be me You'll never know what it feels Unless you rid of all your ignorance Which maybe impossible if you're an adult now Just like me, but You're still ignorant Vote for this poem
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