Friday, January 7, 2011

Two older poems..

These are some older poems.. I was a little depressed..

What If

What if I had done that not that?
What if my stomach wasn't as fat?
What if I had picked him over him?
What if I had thought about all those things I'd done on a whim?
What if I was there?
What if life really was fair?
What if he was the one?
What if he hadn't of said we were done?
What if he lied?
What if she died?
What if life had ended right then and there?
What if it had been too hard to bare?
What if I weren't scared?
What if they actually cared?
When it all comes down to it,
life if full of it.
What if?

TRAPPED

Trapped, no way out.
Confused, without a doubt.
Scared to death.
Heart was taken by theft.
Everything's falling on me like boulders.
The weight of the world on my shoulders.
Pissed off.
Hidden inside like a scoff.
Nobody can see,
the real me.
They see the coverup.
The girl who looks tough.
But on the inside is crying,
while she is slowly dying.
They see the girl who laughs,
not knowing that's a craft.
Knowing there's always a tomorrow,
I try to get rid of sorrow.
Only words and poetic ways,
helps me see better days.
Nobody asks if I'm okay,
I'd lie anyway.
It's like i'm trapped in a mirror,
no matter what they can't see me clearer.
I hate this S***.
All of it.
All i want to do is get out,
but I have doubt.
Maybe, I can adapt..
but for now I'm trapped.

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