Chapter 1: The girl I was
Sometimes my heart hurts
Sometimes I get butterflies (... Butterflies...cute)
Sometimes things happen that makes me want to cry
I may laugh myself out of a situation
And then talk myself back into one
Aka: stay for a talk
Whatever that was, that's where it stopped
I started being silent
And kept to myself
They never understood why
But they don't need to know.
I saw them as loving
I saw them as kind
But then they took advantage
And they took my pride
I was that sweet girl
So humble and kind
They ripped it from my hand
And gave me a knife
A new world of sadness
A new world of pain
what I use to be was just a game.
Sometimes I sit in the dark
and cry myself to sleep
The darkness holds my hand
And Then I wish I was the old me
Someone opened the door
And I closed them back out
They really wanted to help
But I couldn't make a sound
Don't take me from the darkness
I don't deserve their love
Something so kind
for the girl I was
YOU ARE READING
This isn't... Me
PoetryA sour life for a depressed teen. Teens go through a lot. From insecurities to cuts and drugs. Entering this dark realm is entering a world of pain. Read and learn so you can help.... Or just read just to know. Feel, experience, and see what life is...
