I used to be so strong
But you made me so weak
The pain I drown in from you
Whenever they talk about you I cry
But you don't care
You stopped talking
Now you're ignoring me
Making that pain in my chest
Grow more
Now you're making me weak
And go ahead and stab me while I'm down
My tears course down my face
And that makes me weak
I don't like showing my pain
Only to you
But you're the one who won't talk
sticking your nose up at me
YOU ARE READING
The life of the invisible
PoetryLooking deep into the life of the unknown the ones who hide it all. The ones who live in pain. Who have nobody until their knight shows up, and they finally feel real again.
