When it is 2am I get emotional
I'm lost, I can't find the way home
I smile up when you see my face but behind my back
I'm a sad boy
Sometimes my tears fall like the rains, hoping I can grow out of this emotional.
I let the tears flow like a river
But the society say a man is not suppose to cry
I let my heart cry in these poetic lines
I let my art erase the pain within me
Sometimes I'm like a white rose, I shine outside while inside I'm drying up
I ain't no bastard child, I'm just not too comfortable to use that name
I'm trying to find him but I feel like I don't know him
I tried to get daddy's attention, but no he doesn't need me even though I'm the same image as him.
Turning and tossing while the night, burned I thought of suicide
When I was depressed.
YOU ARE READING
WHO CURSED YOU IN SILENCE?
PoetryThis collection of poems it was written in different parts. The reason behind why I choose to write it in broken pieces, I am not a good storyteller I want the readers to feel dehydrated then to rehydrate, to feel goosebumps in brain and understand...
