All you see is the girl outside
But never who she really is
Can’t stand her cause she acts like you
Don’t really what to know the real her
Everyone else says spiting image but they all
Fail to see she is not like her mom
Greeted like the piece of trash you think she is
How and why she is treated like this she’ll never know
It can’t truly be something she has done she thinks
Just as the tears stream down her face
Killed since the beginning of her days
Like a still born baby but she is still ‘alive’
Many people think and try to ‘help’
No one will ever succeed though
Only since she refuses their help
Probably never will except the help and she has
Quit caring is all she has done for herself but the
Revolving pain and sorrow never ends
So many ideas to end it all but
There is something she wants first
Until then she plans to
Vow to never go until then but
Whenever that happens she doesn’t know if she can go or not
X marks where she will attack first
You have no way of stopping her no matter how
Zeal* you are about it
Zeal-feeling of strong eagerness
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The Unknown Us (poems)
RandomHI guys THIS is my second book filled with poems I have written over the years. It is meant to show people what is unknown about us. US being me and the people that have inspired the poems and there are a lot of them. Like in the other poem book I...
