My pain sets in
From being bottled up all those days
No one saw my pain, no one saw my hurt, and no one saw me go berserk
No one knew how I was feeling, no one knew what I was going through
They just looked threw and went on with their lives
No one knows how hard I thrive to stay alive
People don't understand, they don't know what to say
To someone that has so much shame, hurt, anger and stress
They don't know how much I wish I could "fly"
No one knows how hard it is to cry
I don't know why it's so hard
I just hate to cry
When I told anyone about my pain the either didn't care or didn't believe me
So when I'm in pain I can't even tell anyone because no one will understand anyway
People don't understand
They just don't get it
They don't know
What I'm going through
When will I find someone?
That understands what I'm going through
I wish I knew someone that is going through what I'm going through
Do you know someone?
I doubt it
But if you do
Tell them to look
For the girl all by her self
All lone with no one around
Quiet and just sitting there thinking,
Watching, listing to her fellow class mates
Her eyes will be watery, but she's not gonna cry
She will hold it in until the weekend comes
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Poems: from the darkages of my past
PoetryThese poems are FAR from my best work. I wrote these poems when I was a depressed thirteen year old in the seventh grade. Most of my work in here was my way of coping with the situations I was in. To be honest most of these poems I hate, but if you...
