Thoughts Not Needed

Just a poem, not based on anything.

It's not hard to not be happy,

when there's those who are crabby,

they take it out on you cause there is no one around,

their talking s**t now trying to bring you down,

you take it in cause thats all you can do,

so you run to your room with no one to talk to,

you write in a book for a little relief,

some get up and run or just want to leave,

others cut and watch the blood cause it makes them feel better,

some go to their other cause it keeps their head together,

whatever it is people do to make it go smooth,

the only thing on their mind is to hurry and move,

not having to worry about having to be alone,

they just want to show the world they've grown,

if this child makes it in life thats one less suicide,

if they don't make it in life then him and the sidewalk collides,

now theres a story in the news he helped create,

everyone notices he needs help now that its to late... 

Reviews

[Tom]

Love the flow.