we are the unwanteds the unloveds,
we are the ones cursed from above.
you do not love us,
u want us to drive to hell on a bus!
all you ever do is beat, wound, and cut us!
Because we are the unwanteds.
Our eyes bleed tears
and our hearts leak fear.
"HELP!" is what our voices cry.
You dont care you watch us die.
This is a poem for those with a hard life,
for those who know of our strife.
When you are upon death's wing,
Raise your voices and with me sing:
"We ar strongso we will not die.
We are strong. . . strong enough to cry!
We are the ones who are so strong.
You said we were weak but you were wrong!
We will not hide behind fake masks,
because we have reliased that we are one at last!
So when the earth's darkest day rains,
We will rise up and become kings and queens."
Think of this peom when you are down,
and i hope it turns your frown right around.
so do not cry and although we may bleed...
remember you are strong because of the life you lead.
GOOD-BYE MY FRIENDS,
the end. . . . . . .. . .. . . .
YOU ARE READING
you dont know.
PoetryThis is simply a collection of my poems and possibly small stories that I write down when I feel overly emotional in any case. I hope some connect and Know you are never alone. Thank you for reading.
