I am a coward.
I hurt my wrists,
And think of suicide.
I hide how I feel,
On he inside.
On the outside, I'm perfect.
A straight A student.
On the outside,
I'm the leader,
The one as tough as stone.
On the outside,
No one can hurt me,
And I know I'm not alone.
But on the inside,
I'm lonely,
And know that no one knows.
On the inside,
I'm a crumbling stone wall,
That's not tough at all.
On the inside,
Their words are the things that hurt me the most.
On the inside,
I'm a follower,
Afraid to go my own way.
On the inside,
I'm hopeless,
And just want to fade away.
On the inside,
I'm filled to the brim,
With sadness,
And dismay.
YOU ARE READING
The sadness that I live in
PoetryThis is just some poems or stories that I wrote or lyrics that I really like. They're all sad, I believe.
