i watched you put roses on my grave,
didnt think you cared so much
was it for nothing?
my impression,
was that no one cared
no-one loved me.
but why, now do you place
roses on my grave
i thought i had nothing to live for
no-one to care for me,
a pear shaped life.
and now those i thought hated me
are milling around my grave
flooding me with there tears
wondering why i did it
and this is why i did;
no one loved me
no one liked me
i was unpopular, uncool,
the boffin the snitch
i was the odd one out
no family, no friends
thats why i wanted a quick depart
maybe i could go to heaven
as i lived in hell.
Author notes
written for a friend.
A contest entry
- Cut Me by My Last Breath.x.
450 points, ended November 30, 2007, 33 entries
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Comments
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this is such a personal and deeply emotional poem! i absolutely love it!
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This poem is very emotional and I can so relate, because I've had the exact same thoughts. Sadly, it's the truth in this world.
Just one small correction; I don't think "no one" needs to be hyphonated.
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