Misery

If you would take the time to look and see,
You would notice I’m in misery.
Climbing in bed for a good cry,
Making sure I say goodbye.

I want to talk about who I feel,
But you act like they aren’t real.
You say that I am a drama queen.
Why do your words have to be so mean?

You make me do things I don’t like.
You make me sit alone and cry.
Wrapped up in a little ball,
But I know that you don’t care at all.

I want to talk to let it out,
But when I do you scream and shout.
Why are you ignoring me?
I just with that you could see,
The misery inside.





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-r.o.x.i.U.- said...
Oct. 20, 2011 at 8:57 pm
I'll be first to comment and say... GREAT WORK!!! no seriously you are a REALLY good writer :)
 
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