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.
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poetry
Poetrythis will just be a random collection of poems i'll write when i'm bored.