I took everthing I had and I threw it away
for what?
To be alone?
is that what I wanted?
No, Now what has been down will remain that way
it can't be fixed
The trust that was built over a simple act
is destroyed over my own stupid mistakes
Hold your head High Drew
No i will not I rather
leave my head down
Walk through life
like a ghost
That can't be found
is this a cry for help?
was that the whole point all along?
No it wasn't a cry for help
it was me being stupid and naive
trust is a powerful thing
3 chances is all you get
after that the game is over
Another player will soon walk up to the plate
taking your place
Trust like i said is a powerful thing
once it's gone
there is no hope in getting it back
You can't beg
plead
cry
nothing helps
you get to sit in your own guilt
until all your thoughts
consume you
you start to feel insane
Thankfully I haven't gotten there yet
Although it's a matter of time.
Hold back your tears Drew
No i'll let them out
Someone once told me that crying doesn't make you weak
it makes you stronger
if crying makes me stronger
then why do I
feel so small
I cried enough
to drown you in my tears
I hate crying
I never believed it made you stronger
in fact it makes me week
this is me today
the shy dependent girl
who hides in the background
unwilling to be seen
who is that girl?
you ask
the one dressed in all black
the one that can
hardly be seen over the crowd
Thats me always hidden
I remember
when I was the one that always smiled
shared a laugh
didn't mind being poked , prodded
made fun of
now its like I can give a damn less
my pride was taken away
there ain't much you can do now to me
that hasn' already been done
so go on poke me
get a raise out me
it ain't going to do much
a broken girl
can never smile
a real smile
if she doesn't have a reason to
of course she got sisters
who will be there until the end
even they don't know what she has planned
in the middle of no where is where a belong
a place to call my own
no one to make fun
of the girl
who is broken inside
all this over lost trust and definately
bad judgement.
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