underneath a childs payne

September 2, 2008
By Anonymous

underneath my payne is a lost soul that can never be found.

I am just trying to stand tall and just hold my ground.

I am losing focus on everything i do.

I just wonder if my life is true.

I cry mostly every night.

Just because my days on this earth is not right.

I am caught in the middle of alot of things.

I am like a caged animal that love to sing.

I am only fifthteen and things are already falling apart.

My body feels weak and i have an scratched heart.

It can never be fixed even if i try.

some one please help i dont want to die.

I am thinking about alot of things that i should do.

Should i live a street life or just feel blue.

I have nothing not even fait.

I can never love because my soul only shows hate.

I feel trapped inside a dark place.

Cant see nothing but a blinking face.

Just laughing at my fear. From that i know now no one cares

The author's comments:
hey i am just a 15 year old kid who loves poetry and hates life because the way i live i hope some one reads this and say i can feel your payne and tell me than can really enjoy this this is just 1 of my small poems telling you how i really feel no pretend words all real thats all thank you.

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on Apr. 18 2009 at 4:01 pm
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

It sucks that you hate life, that would be horrible. I can totally sympathize with that, I hope things turn out for you. By the way, I like your poem, very emotional.


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