I get this alot...people get angry at me for helping them and I've left wondering why I'm getting into an argument for butting my nose in the door and trying to help when they are broken pieces on the ground..
Kinda funny because this same thing happened to me a few months ago. We were real close and then just said she didn't really wanna be my friend. So at first I was very angry, like in your poem your saying. But Also, had to mature and get over it even if she wouldn't. Very relatable for me. Love the title by the way. Over all pretty good write man, everything was put pretty well.
At first I was afraid that this was going to be too literal in the wording, but that's not the case. The rhythm is disjointed, definitely, but as hard as I tried, I couldn't bring myself to dislike it. It shouldn't work, but for some reason it does. I think we all know a girl (or four) like that.
Nah she will never change, she is what you call the stereotypical stupid human. She won't understand, she won't listen. She is blinded by nick that is all she will ever be. So it's hopeless to want to try and help her, she has to be ready to change bro. Good work.
Surely a lot of emotions in this piece..Troubles and pain
But life goes on.. and soon we find a shore.. and then
The weaves begin to unfold the storie one more time.. Love it
As I can see from your writing, this must have had quite an impact on you. Sometimes things just change simply because change is enviable. Sometimes there is no reason, times are crazy and change is rapid. Apologies to your broken heart. If you want me to proofread this poem, just send me a message.
This is a good poem just expressing your heart in every single line. It's how writing should be more often than it's not. Love is a weird thing: it makes us feel purpose and yet it makes us feel black and hollow. Just keep your head on your shoulders and don't let them see you on the floor bleeding. When dealt a tragic blow, it is our time to pick up and keep on going like a freight train. You can't stop. You just can't. Love 'ya. 8.7/10.
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