As I sit here
In this empty room
Crying my self asleep
I can't help wondering
Why am I always treated like shit?
Why am I unloved?
Is there even such a thing as love?
Will I find this "love"?
Is there such a thing as happiness?
Will I ever be happy?
Why am I just so sad?
Why am I even alive?
Why am I fat?
Why am I ugly?
Why am I useless?
Why can't I be at peace?
Why cant I be happy?
Why can't I be loved?
Why can't I be me?
Why do I put my mask on?
Why must I hide?
Why me?
What have I ever done?
As I sit in my
Dark room all
I want to know is
Why me?
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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...
