I feel very disheartened that you seem to have forgotten me
I might've been waste of air I certainly do not mind I honestly agree
All my life I've always surrounded myself with iron gear
to prevent me from the evil world that is right here
you've forgotten me faster then spring taking it's place over the cold winter breeze
I wish that you would've been here when I was surrounded by darkness to the point
of not caring that some might even grieve
honestly the last part might be a silly lie we all know that I'm nothing to even please.
A friendship that was never meant to last forever which never had it's truly ending.
YOU ARE READING
The diary of my mind .
Poetry"When life makes you cry and everything you seem to do seems to never work in life. Aout mental health and general struggles about growing up. Please note I wrote this when was around 15 ish
