Poems that butter your toast

8

Lonely days and lonely nights

Through it all its just me myself and i

laughs and kisses is all my eyes see

but when will my cheeks come upon this

i wonder late at night what the future holds for me

deep into my thoughts i wonder who actually believes in me

walk down the hallways everyone seems to be happy and everything in between

when will this day come from me?

wanting the happiness from all those around me

Realizing most of those smiles are fake

and using their smile to cover up everything left in vain.

-strangers