I cry each night,
I cry each day.
I can't stop thinking about it,
no mater what they say.
I tell myself I'm fine,
but I know I'm wrong.
I told myself that,
for way to long.
It's just screaming,
inside my head.
It won't shut up,
even when I'm asleep in bed.
I know I'm lieing,
I know why I cry.
I have been hurt,
that's why.
Maybe if I stop lieing,
and admit what's wrong.
The voice inside my head,
will stop screaming that terrible song.
A contest entry
- 5 options for the creative poet (15) by bananasfoster42.
525 points, ended October 10, 2007, 13 entries
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this is an awesome poem. might i suggest fixing "lieing" to "lying". btw which option did you choose? thanks for entering =)
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