QuietA Poem by LizardoI'm a quiet person
I sit in a chair
Were everything is dark My memories flying around me Rocking the tide in and out to shore I go to school Never talk to anyone I'm a quiet person I have to carry the dumb things That the people who don't know me say Carrying a pain in my back Isn't horrible to carry depression? The next day I wake up again Hoping that the last day Was all a bad dream I wake up with many dreams in my heart But then I realize that I'm going to fail again Everytime I get up and feel that everything is going alright Theres always something that pushes me down And I've become so numb The stars are my friends The see what I see My friends aren't like the ones That I have Far away Like prison this is Unable to move or go where I want Only showing me what they want to show Not letting me think outside the box In a society Were people only think for themself They don't think about the others that are having A bad time in life where did the love go? Everyone trying to save their own skin But is it really worth it? The only thing we do, is sink this world more Another day and month and Year Things never change A Cycle of a Recycle But I know someday Good things will come When I wake up I see my shadow I see a Ghost I see myself in both
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StatsAuthorLizardoLA , CAAbout21 years now, Just another human in this world. I think I suck at writing, but yet I write to improve. more..Writing
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