She puts up with the petty words
Acts like she doesn't care
And stiffens the synthetic smile
That's nearly always there
She waits until she's all alone
To really feel the pain
She brings down all the strengthened walls
She fought hard to sustain
The tears come falling, fast and hard
(She says she never cries)
And with each tiny tear that falls
A small part of her dies
Author notes
It probably sucks, I'm tired. I don't care.
I haven't tried my hand at rhyming for a while, because usually it sounds forced to me. This one still seems forced in my opinion, but that might just be because I wrote it, I dunno.
It's a poem written about me in the third person. I never let them see me feel any negative emotion, besides occasional anger.
Help me come up with a title, please?
ALSO: This is only about half of it. But, I have to get off of the computer, so I'll write the rest later.
... :O
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this is an amazing poem! i felt your pain while reading it! great write hun! x
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Thanks. I was actually thinking about deleting this one (too lazy to edit or add on), but I think I'll keep it up awhile.
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I'm not that well with titles either...but I think that it was a great poem! and it doesn't sound forced to me at all. I think you did a great job on it...but you should let me know if you have or when you put the rest of it up..I'd like to read it
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I decided not to put up the other part... I realized it's more stupid than the rest of it, so I got rid of it. I might revisit it later.
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I think its good so far. I am never good with my own titles, so...
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Thank you
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