Lonely in a crowded room. That feeling that creeps up on you when you realize that even though there are so many people around you..there isn't actually any one for you. The worst type of loneliness. The oxymoronic loneliness
We somethings we don't think before we do something, but their is a still small voice that warns us before we make the decisions we make and we always scream when its to late "why didn't I listen to my conscious. "
Sebi's world was perfect. She loved her band. She loved her crowds. She loved her music and, most of all, she loved being loved, worshipped by so many. It's a shame that Aaron didn't quite feel the same.
Your not alone, no matter where you are. Dedicated to my friend (all my friends actually) who now suffer from bullying. It makes no sense why people do that, even if they deserve it.
It just makes everything worse, can't you see that?
They always made sure to tell me I wasn’t perfect. Maybe they whispered it to me while I was sleeping, or communicated it with there dry, loveless gazes. No matter how they told me it was always clear: You are flawed...
This is just a small composition my language teacher wanted me to do. I wanted to know what you guys think about it. So pls read and comment. Any suggestions and criticizations are welcome. Pls pls pls pls pls comment.
About a girl who took the wrong path in life, she followed the wrong crowd instead of being a leader. When it's too late for her to stop, she realizes that she's at the end of her rope and that she's...done for it.
oooohhh, I had fun with this...trippy perspective...and this poem takes on all different directions, however, I hope it takes you to the soul of the theme....just read it, please, and feel it, if u are able...