Can't you see?
I can't seem to fake being happy?
Lies and hatred are all I see.
Everyone is okay, but how can I be?
Everyone hates me.
So why can't I be free?
Every time I try,
It just doesn't seem to be.
I don't want to be here.
I think I made that clear.
All I want is suicide,
Because everywhere I go people cheat and lie.
So now I think today's the day.
To wipe my tears all away.
And there is nothing you can say.
And if you don't care,
Well that's just fine.
This life, it seems, I just can't bare.
So this, you see, is my chance to be happy.
One final goodbye,
And this will be my last breath of air.
~Siarra
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A Touch of Saddness
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems and short stories that I write myself. Some of these poems/ stories are very disturbing and can be triggering. If you are triggered easily, please read at your own risk and be smart.
