Jun 13, 2005 11:27
to all my so called friends:
No one cares
What in my head
Or
What is on my mind
Held in feeling
Not to be spoken
Which Is more annoyed
Me at the world
Or
The world at me
Feeling held on to so long
Want to come out
So I will let them out
In this
Poem of hatred and sorrow
I hate my life
And I always will
No one can change it
No one ever will
Everyone around me
Doesn’t care
Wont care
Doesn’t want to care
This poem is to my
So called friends
Who dug a hole
And put me in it
A hole so deep
That I will never get out
They cant tell
That I know
When they are pissed
Or annoyed
It is always directed to me
They think I don’t have feeling
And I cant tell
How they think of me
I call them my friends
But since a fight
They have pushed me out
Never listened y I did what I did
No one will actually read this
No one really cares
:(and):
:(i):
:(dout):
:(u):
:(even):
:(get):
:(it):
now u guys know how i really feel