the day it died

the day it died

A Poem by Woods

Faces all around me but feeling all alone
Living in my own town and not feeling at home.
Always get the feeling, that i've done something wrong
Cannot help the feeling that I no longer belong.
Nothing feels the same no more, everything has changed
The things I loved are different and won't be the same again
the evenings seem much longer, the sun don't seem to shine 
i swear the meaning of my life is just to waste some time 
but values have now altered, and the eyes are open wide 
trust for people vanished ever since you left my side
i've burnt some bridges, pushed people away 
not wanted closeness since you left that day
got no time for users, they are all just dicks 
they pretend to be a good person but really they're just pricks 
they fill you up with bullshit of what they think you want to here 
they fill your head with happiness that will gradually disappear
they're happy when they're winning and hate you when they're not 
they'll take everything the can from you and not realise what they've got 
this don't apply to everyone there a select few 
that i have a lot of respect for but remind me of you know who 
but still I'll always be there and be a better mate 
but i will not be round enough for yous to think of me with hate 
to the one who's still stuck by me , i think you're f*****g great 
you're the person I'll tell anything, more then any other mate 
got others to sit with that will help me out 
so not like I'm going "completely" without
i admit i may be lonely and seem not to give a f**k 
but life is much more simple if you don't care quite so much 

© 2012 Woods


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Woods
Woods

United Kingdom



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