The unknown feelings
No one will know who I truely am.
No one will know everything I can,
No one sees how much pain I am in,
No one knows this is a sin,
You will need to realize who I can be,
Just listen to me,
I am not the happy girl you see,
I am the one who is always alone and let be,
Walking alone in the cold winters night,
Slipping on ice, holding her legs to her chest tight,
As the cold whisps through her lungs they slowly freeze,
Then a cold breeze, whipped through ehr whole body making her quiver,
For winter is here and now she is there being left to shiver,
No one will ever know who she really was,
Only because now she is onlya was,
For that night she froze to death,
Because people assumed way to much,
For those people now are just the way they were before,
stupid and dumb,
for they do what they did to her to everyone else.
Thid girl died a lonely, sad, cold women,
who could have lived out her life if she hadnt fell,
if those peple wouldnt have said those words..
NO ONE WILL KNOW WHO I TRUELY AM BECASUE I AM NOW A WAS.
poem by Jade Smith
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