poetry

I Think

I Think I'm alone.

I've no one to talk 

to but kin.

I thought they liked me,

I guess not.

There are people

All around talking.

But none of it 

Is aimed at me.

When they do

It's never anything

Good.

My sorrow streches

But only teachers

Notice;

Not my so called 

Friends.

My life is sad,

Hard,

And cold.

I don't know

What I would

Do without 

My kin.

Kin broke my heart.

But yet,

I still love.

I try to hold on

Tight but yet,

I get pushed away.

The day before 

I thought I would 

Die.

Hearing that news.

So I think 

I won't trust 

For awile.

So I think

I won't love 

For awile.

So I think,

So I do.