Empty - by Creolefleur

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Raindrops keep falling on my hand.

Submitted: January 09, 2009

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Submitted: January 09, 2009



As I sit here looking out the window, watching the raindrops sliding down my window
I realize, I'm just a raindrop

I'm see through
I'm a vessel that supposedly carries a soul

I feel as if sometimes my soul is empty
when things don't go the way I planned

I emotionally abuse myself
I convince myself that I'm worthless

my world isn't crashing down on me

But it might as well crash

I made so many mistakes

Sometimes I feel like my mistakes were a dream, until reality hits me

If you want to know someone who is good about acting as if bad things never happened

Nice to meet you

Is it so bad that I want to be happy?

Erase all my mistakes in my mind?

Sometimes at night I cry, the raindrops never stop falling

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