Plastic worldA Poem by Mino7Rockeri don't care if death.. was worst than living, i don't care if i ran out of breath.. and reached the ending well, not many would cry not many would notice will u be glad when i die? Am I on your blacklist? i'm tired of trying my best to make everyone happy i'm really stressed and it feels crappy when no one is there when everybody is suddenly leaving what have i done to make u not care? about me not breathing? i'm sick of this life where "true" means "stupid" i'm so sick i would stab myself with a knife but wait in my back people already did .. all what i'v got left is my cold heart and my depression well, i guess i'm obviously dead..! i already lost connection ... and seriously i'm not being dramatic i'm just expressing how everyone makes me feel no humanity left only people made of plastic fake promises fake feelings everything is fake nothing is real © 2013 Mino7Rocker |
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Added on October 8, 2013 Last Updated on October 8, 2013 AuthorMino7Rockeramman, JordanAboutMy age currently 19 (1995) first thing you should know about me is that i love my friends so very much, and i'm awesome LOL! and i'm hard Rock and punk-pop music fan m/ (tho i like anything with.. more..Writing
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