*warning suicidal thought*
Some listen and some don't
Some days I feel I have friends some days I don't
Why do they do this to me
Do they know I'm a person
Do they know that I'm there
I know I don't have drama in my life
I know I'm not pretty
I know people don't have a crush on me
I know I can't hang out so much
But please stop treating me this way
Every time I am treated this way I feel alone, abounded
I feel that it's all my fault
And the thought comes up
what if I was dead what would you all do?
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Poems
PoetryPoems I write at midnight that might make you think. I am no poet but this is how I vent my feelings out to this planet called Earth. Can read in any order *Warning a most will be Sad poems*
