"Tired"
She sat there
Fiddling with her pencil
Trying to dig deep into her soul
But none came out
No emotion
No soul
People ask why she's so quiet?
Maybe it's because she's been called ugly or been asked to repeat herself too many times
Sometimes it's hard
To tell which people care
And which people are curious
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI wrote the first ten of these poems last year. I wasn't so sure about publishing them at the time but I'm doing it now. *UPDATE: I will continue to write poetry time to time!
