I feel like I'm tied
unable to move
held from life
kept away from the good
tied by my hands with no point to live
living in no where land
and I'm the only kid
I feel lost
lost in lifes little maze
and I feel so cold
everything seems like a daze
and in a crowded room
I feel so alone
I think I'm invisible
this cant be my home
I dont think you see me
I dont think you know I'm here
you looked at me then looked away in disgust
please dont take another beer
I'm sick of the screaming
sick of the fights
sick of the crying
it keeps me up at night
I wish I was normal
and lived a normal life
then the crying would stop
and I wouldnt need my knife.
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Written June 10th, 2004
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thank you....it came really quick like it only took a few mintues im glad you liked it
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good poem. I really like it. Tulio would probaly like it too, but he moved a few thousand miles away... Anyways, good write, and yeah.. I guess Im done.
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Wow.. thuis really really good. its really deep! i love it! wonderful job! im sry that you feel that way, just dont give up.
Keep Writing
JD*~
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um...no this is alisa, whos this? oh and thanx im glad u like it
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nice write man, keep up the good work, is this chris? peace
steven
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